Dunoon

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In Dunoon there are fairies, and they all stay in a little glen. In this glen the fairies once put up coloured lights so that human folk could find their way around, and marvel at the wisps of mist that curled and swam around the toadstools and trees and silken fairy homes. The head fairy was called Morag, a firm leader who organised daily chores like ensuring all the streams tinkled, all the dells were bathed in mist, and the Highland cows roared on cue at precisely twelve-of-the-clock every day to both scare away goblins and let the fairies and humans know that all was well. But some goblins were very persistent, and before long some fairies had to move. One group, under the leadership of Puck, moved a few miles north of Dunoon to their own glen near Strath Eachaig. And so Morag's Fairy Glen became abandoned, bar a few stalwarts who stood guard, doing their utmost to make life hard for the goblins. And what, you might rightly ask, am I rabbitting on about? Well, I think many visitors to Dunoon in the past will remember Morag's Glen. It was a magical place where grown-ups became like children and marvelled at the little folk who hide in our world. Sadly, Morag's Glen became a tad uncared for, and closed for a while. But do not despair. For the humans and the fairies are once again in discussion, and soon all the fairies will return. And as the old saying goes, 'And with the return of the fairies to Morag's Glen all of Scotland will prosper and the king shall return.' Puck may be just a few miles away, but he waits patiently for that day to come. Visit Dunoon. If touched by the magic you may never ever leave.