Now I want to see it--just finished watched I Know Where I'm Going on DVD last night and the extras included a lengthy clip and intro about The Edge of The World.

In 1974 I was lucky enough to spend the summer with my mother and brother on the far Northern coast of Scotland, outside of John O'Groats. It was a magical summer: we'd take the owner's dog down to the sea each morning to bathe. Rowing about, fishing, walking, bacon and fried tomatoes for breakfast. The people there were wonderful! And I thought it was truly the edge of the world. Seeing those clips really reminded me of that time.

Moosedog