Or so various news outlets are reporting this morning. All the stories are using this one, in Scotland’s Press and Journal, as their source.

Music legend Bob Dylan has become the latest celebrity to secure a luxury hideaway home in the heart of the Highlands.

The Press and Journal has learned that the 65-year-old singer, songwriter, poet, author and DJ came to Scotland with his brother David to pay more than £2.2million for the mansion outside Nethybridge, which lies in the shadow of the Cairngorm mountains.

The property, Aultmore House, was previously an up-market bed and breakfast and select wedding venue.

The Inverness-shire village has been buzzing with rumours since the deal was concluded late last year by Dylan and his brother, using their family name Zimmerman.

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On the first floor there is a reception hall with marble fireplace, cloakroom, drawing room with black marble fireplace, sitting room with Adam-style fireplace and steps to a garden room with marble mosaic floor and double doors to garden, dining room with mahogany fireplace, and billiard room.

Nethybridge, branded as The Village in the Forest, is a quiet, sprawling community, with three hotels, a store-cum-post office and a butcher’s shop.

If Dylan and his family were to holiday at Aultmore they would find plenty of outdoor pursuits and the area is criss-crossed with scenic walks.

The star stunned many in his huge global fan base recently when he confessed to being a 17-handicap golfer. Aultmore House lies only a short drive from Abernethy Golf Club.

Treasurer at the nine-hole course Jack McCool said: “Mr Dylan would have to apply in writing just like everyone else and be vetted by the committee. His name would be posted for two weeks on the notice board, and if there were no objections then he would be a member after paying the membership fee, at present £105.”

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Shop assistant Carole Robinson said: “I certainly wouldn’t throw a flap if Bob Dylan came into the shop. He must be getting on now. I don’t think he would be mobbed by the local people here.”

Well my heart’s in the Highlands wherever I roam
That’s where I’ll be when I get called home
The wind, it whispers to the buckeyed trees in rhyme
Well my heart’s in the Highlands,
I can only get there one step at a time.

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