As some of you know, I was totally against going on Bertie's expedition because I don't like the cold, wet weather of Scotland. But he forced me to come. Then when I asked for a warm woolie blanket, he went quite beserk, and left me at Inverness Airport all by myself. But let me tell you, it turned out far better than I ever thought possible.
At the airport, I was just sitting, wondering where to go or what to do, when this very handsome man approached me. He said you look lonely and a little frightened, can I help you in any way?
So, please, no more poor Stella from anybody! You know what they say, one door closes and another opens up.
Stella, the world traveller!