I can see my breath as I heave through the heavy wooden door into the cosy embrace of The Lovat hotel.
A fire crackles and pops as a smiling waiter places a hot toddy in my hands, and I sink into an enveloping armchair in front of the hearth.
One sip and I can feel the whiskey and honey warming my chest, a welcome antidote to the crisp Scottish air.
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