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I’d forgotten just what a Scottish Gift Shop was like.
Now admittedly it’s a long time since I was inside any gift shop, but by my memory, the Scottish varietal always stood apart. Something that cannot be equalled in the sheer appallingness of the twee crap on offer within. All tartan and bagpipes and haggis.
Today it was Glamis, but it could have been anywhere, this was typical of the population as a whole