Letter: Wild and woolly

Sir: Poor Wendy Berliner, following the human sheep through Dove Dale ('Postcard from Derbyshire', 22 August).

I recently drove up to my native Scotland. For most of the journey north of the border huge empty tracts of land, stunning hill and mountain scenery and lochs of surpassing beauty stretched as far as the eye could see - and the only visible sheep were of the woolly kind.

Yours sincerely,

JULIA H. PLUMPTRE

Rugby, Warwickshire