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06/30/2009

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Tim,

Tilly and I will be up on Mull Friday night through to Sunday moving in. Reading K along with you. Maybe meet at fishnish or around Tob. Will you still be on the island?
Andrew C

Hi Tim

My only memory of Mull is that I once went there to film the smallest slaughter house in Europe for a tv programme called Farming Outlook. It was a man and a shed. A bit grim. Perhaps you came across it?

Is the abattoir on the road between Tobemorey & Fishnish? If so I think I caught a glimpse of it - a *very* basic place.

Still, lots of sheep to slaughter here. Strange that David doesn't seem to eat any lamb or mutton at all on his travels. Can that be right?

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