Sally Coffey

Little did Sally Coffey know that a holiday with friends to the Western Highlands 12 years ago would ignite a passion for Scotland that would see her return time and time again. With each visit she would fall a little deeper in love, bewitched by the fact that no two trips are ever the same.

Ensconced in a remote loch-side cottage that New Year's Eve, Sally and her friends were astonished when the tradition of first footing they had read about was upheld, and a trio of jovial locals appeared (seemingly from nowhere) bearing gifts, including a lump of coal and the obligatory wee dram.