The paper of record that diligently notes Births, Marriages, Deaths (and a fa’ings oot that make it to court) for us little folk is the twice weekly Perthshire Advertiser. It’s the very embodiment of parochial. For instance, some years ago in the week of Black Wednesday when Major Major and Norman Lamont tossed billions of pounds away in a vain attempt to stabilise the exchange rate, the front page headline of the PA was:FENCE FALLS ON PENSIONER accompanied by a photo of said auld yin with a sticking plaster on his forehead gazing down at a bit of dilapidated larch lap.
However. The PA is not blind to the rich variety of our rural hinterland, and to its credit regularly carries well illustrated articles encouraging us all, young and pensioners alike, to get out there. Currently, the paper is running a competition inviting readers to nominate their favourite viewpoint in Perthshire and submit a photo from it. But their timing is a bit off. Thus far readers don’t seem able to see the views for the trees, with Big Tree Country right now in full autumnal pomp.
So this would be a good time to sling a camera into your bar bag and get out on your bike to your fav viewpoint. And if you get a rejection from the PA. . . Bless. Flickr it instead, and send me a link.
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