John, Blake and I went to a very remote place in Scotland between Loch Broom and Little Loch Broom. The track to the wee bothy was via a very narrow track. Near the end of the track there are no more than 6 small holdings which forms the community in this beautiful remote place.
We planned on staying for a week with walks over the hills and mountains close by and maybe a visit or two to Ullapool. Ullapool is about 30 miles away by road or 2.5 miles over the tops and across Loch Broom via a local ferry from the hotel on the other side of the hills. Needless to say the ferry was not running at the time of year we visited.
We arrived in good form on Saturday morning quite tired from the driving. Rested and went to the local pub about 10 miles away in the evening for a pint or two.
Can't remember when I noticed that John kept on dissapearing for periods of time. However, upon noticing asked him where he went to.
John "Oh the telephone box to ring someone"
Puzzeled, scratched head and said "Where's the telephone box."?
John "Just by the gate".
So went to look. Sure enough standing there glaringly obvious was a bright red telephone box. Well John dissapeard again so asked who are you calling?
John "Lucy"
Me "Who is Lucy (having never heard mention of her before)"?
John "A Girl I met at the Beetles Convention"
John was being very cagey which was very unusual for him when we were together. So after some digging while walking found out more about this mystery girl who was to become the leading light, friend, companion, lover, help mate and wife in John's life.
Well I think it was God who whispered in my heart on Tuesday of that holiday that Lucy, even before meeting her was the one for John. Others would say intuition, foresight, sixth sense, premonition or insight.
We enjoyed the rest of the holiday with walks, visits to other places and a few more pints or two at the nearest local even meeting a couple of Irish Collen's who where quite interested in us.
Come Thursday and seeing John's total lack of interest in the Coleen's I was ready for his big question on Friday morning.
John "Greg, would you mind if we went home 2 days early"?
Me "Why"?
John "So I can see Lucy"
Me "Where are you going to meet her"?
John "In London"
Me "When are you going to London"?
John "I was hoping we could go via London and pick her up on the way back to Timber Top"?
Me "Do you want to pack up and go now"?
John's face broke into a huge smile and said "Yes please".
The rest is the history and moments that each of you have shared with John and Lucy on their journey through life together. The Magic of their love for each other.
This is where the Magic of Love started after John met Lucy
The telephone box outside the gate where John dissapeared when calling Lucy