Loving the bunch of “heavy metal campers” mistaken for a suicide death cult while camping in Kinross.
Three men with their three kids, all fans of black metal, and a dog (inexplicably) called Jazz, were having fun till they realised boats, fire crews and a chopper had been dispatched to “save” them. To be fair, they could have choked on their toasted marshmallows.
Police even smashed windows of their nearby cars searching for suicide notes before mounting a “rescue” mission that was like “something from The X Files”. Must have spoiled the campfire singalong somewhat. Or improved it. Black metal music is terrible. Suspect their other halves had sent them off on their trip with what seemed like good advice: “If you must make that racket, do it in the middle of nowhere.” Oopsie.