Weaving through the hills of Kintail on a long drive home from the Outer Hebrides, the radio signal all but disappeared. Amidst the blaring static, it wasn’t entirely clear what new marvel the Commonwealth Games had produced. Suddenly though, all was revealed. The sound of thousands singing Flower of Scotland came belting from both speakers. A Scot had evidently won gold – again. It could have been swimming, judo, cycling or some other sport at which Scots apparently excel. Then came the news that Scotland had equalled its previous tally of gold medals – just three days into proceedings.