Postcard of the Week - Gullane
Ah, my favourite holiday destination. We used to pass through when I was a wean, as my Dad liked to meander around in his Austin 1100, and I do recall stopping for ice cream. Which means we probably used the Shell garage in the main street in Gullane, It's no there anymore and, sadly, neither is the bakers, replaced by an arty farty German type thing. who wouldnae know a morning roll if it smacked them aboot the heid. Still, Gullane's rerr, so it is.
Mr H
