A cousin emails to tell us of the death of Charlie, a Scottish cousin - technically first cousin once removed. He was my mother’s first cousin, but quite a bit younger as their parents came from a large family (two girls followed by seven boys and a final two girls) and my grandfather was one of the older children while Charlie’s mother came from the tail end of the family. He never married but was a family man in the most inclusive sense, a good correspondent, a patriot, and a passionate Scots Nationalist decades before the founding of the SNP. We visited him more than once in Gartocharn near Loch Lomond but three years ago he re-retired to Peebles in the Scottish Borders region. That visit will never happen now. But a wee dram now for Charlie. 🥃🥃 🏴