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Seonaid MacLeod
from Barra.
Posted 12 Feb 2003.
Many of our childhood days were spent playing down by the shore and following stormy weather we frequently scoured the shoreline to see what had been washed up. Honestly, it was a fascinating pastime at that age! Usually it was shoes, buoys, polystyrene or items of foreign litter, not very interesting at all, but on one occasion my sister came across a message in a bottle. She promptly replied to the address contained in the message and awaited a reply in anticipation. Shortly after she did receive a reply, only to be sorely disappointed to find she’d been invited to join a religious cult in Ireland!
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