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| Of course that’s not a rain cloud |
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| Between the rocks can be quite spooky when it’s not full of chatting women |
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| Stunning views |
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| Looking at Loch Lomond |
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| Looking at it again because it’s very scenic |
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| Coming out of the rocks |
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| SWIBbers striking out |
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| And finally, damp but triumphant |
Today’s Scottish Women in Business networking event was quite a departure. It was netwalking.
Instead of chic and glossy in heels, the SWIB members were chic and glossy in walking boots as we set forth to walk the Whangie.
I’m sure I’ve pondered this before but the Whangie deserves a verb of its own, I feel. Do the Whangie sounds like a dance, and ‘walking’ it is just, well, pedestrian.
What a brilliant way of multi-tasking – fresh air and exercise at the same time as making (or reinforcing) business contacts. When’s the next one please?