In 1987 my primary/elementary school teacher made time each week to sit our class down and read us a chapter from a book of his choosing. I remember racing to get the big fluffy cushions and sitting and waiting intently for Mr MacNish to read us the next instalment.
That year "The Bodach" (or the walking stones as it is now called) was the book of his choice. I was enthralled by the story and it stayed with me well into my adult life, the concept of the second sight, the washer at the ford and the ability to cast a projection of yourself.
It has been nearly 20 years now, but I still have a copy of that book in my collection and periodically I pull it out to have a read and a remember of one of my few good School memories.