WHEN I was a child my dad delighted in telling me about nature.
We spent my childhood summers in Millport and I loved it.
There was total freedom to explore that lovely wee island, climb the hills, cycle round the island, walk the beaches and chase the waves.
Every morning before breakfast my folks and I walked along past Keppel Pier to the Wishing Well where we tossed coins into that accepting water and made a wish.