The Life of John Lorne Campbell of Canna by Ray Perman

Category: Memories and anecdotes (page 1 of 1)

A return to Fiesole

A view of Florence from Fiesole

A view of Florence from Fiesole

The No 7 bus takes only 15 minutes to climb the hairpin bends from Florence to the hilltop town of Fiesole, but when you arrive you are in a different world. The heat and bustle of the city are left behind and although the market square is busy, the Via Vecchia Fiesolana, a narrow lane between high walls a few yards away, is quiet and cool.

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A Woman of Letters

A letter in the post.  Not a bill or a fast food flyer but a real letter.  One of the lasting rediscoveries I have made in researching and writing John’s life is that letters are a great way of making and keeping contact with other people. And in the post, this is not just any letter. Read more

‘There is even a raincoat over the end of the piano’

Before the hurricane struck, I was looking for words to end the old year or, since the clock was ticking, start the new one.  I found Margaret’s letter typewritten late at night during another storm-tossed Christmas.  At almost the same time I came across the December West Word, an action packed newsletter written by gas and candle light as the western highlands and islands recovered from a battering which felled trees, flattened outbuildings, lifted roofs and wrecked power and water supplies. Read more

A tantalising distraction

He lost the use of one arm fighting Arab slave traders in central Africa. In later life that did not stop him joining the Killermount golf club in Glasgow where he played very badly but with great enthusiasm much to the dismay of caddies who had to chase after him.  Fred Moir is now something of a legend in Malawi where he played an active part opening what was then British Central Africa to “trade and robust Christianity”. So what is his link with Canna?

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Remembering John

The name John Lorne Campbell provokes reminiscences in all sorts of people. Donald Macinnes, chief executive of Scotland Europa, mentioned the book at the members’ meeting in Glasgow and one of the participants approached me at lunchtime. Read more