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No Alf, it wouldn't stop me from going back. As it happens I haven't been back since, but I would if opportunity arose.
I did go through a funny patch of telling all Scottish people I met in South London pubs to f uck off back to Scotland, but after a few bruisings I decided to call it quits.
Aye Alf. I think he was just bitter that he wasn't living in London, like most of the rest of the his countrymen.
Aye LB
Well as a firm Unionist and loyal to the Crown I abhor any such vile slander,these people should move elsewhere if they insist on being so disrespectful to fellow British citizens.
Speaking of exiles and Scotland,Billy Connoly once remarked that I like Scotland so much , I actually live there !
Unlike 007.
Speaking of which I shall be jetting of to Malaga on Hogmany and then heading to my beloved Cadiz, I fancy there it so wonderful that rather than leave I shall walk into the Atlantic Ocean never to return.
Which will cheer up a few on this board I know !
Forecast is 19 degrees and clear skys for New Years Day, so Viva Espana !!!
Anyway LB, I do hope this isolated incident will not deter you from future travels in the Highalnds, theres plenty of room there for everybody.
Come and See ,You are all welcome, Friends and Strangers alike.
Ah yes, it brings a tear to my eye too, and reminds me of my last holiday in Scotland. I was staying in Gairloch and myself and Mrs Lucifer decided to go for a couple of pints in the local pub on our last evening. I can still hear the cheery goodbye one of the locals shouted out as we left: "why don't you just f uck off back home you English c unts".
I'll have you know that I've dived around Mull, Scapa Flow and Skye (and even walked around the famed kettles - prices were a bit steep tho' ).
Then Bless you Rebs, thats my Bonnie Wee Lassie !
Ach its time for a sing song , one two three ...
O youll tak' the high road and I'll tak' the low road,
An' I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks O' Loch Lomond
All this talk of whisky , Burns and Scotland is making me homesick.
I was back in Scotland for Xmas and our local Glen was frozen, giving a spectacular effect with the frozen white trees against a clear blue sky that beckons infinity.
But woe unto Alf, the exile, whom for his sins has been relegated to living in a foreign city far from kith and kin !
Oh why did I leave my Highland hame ?
Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North
The birth place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.
Farewell to the mountains high cover'd with snow;
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;
Farewell to the forrests and wild-hanging woods;
Farwell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer
Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe;
My heart's in the Highlands, whereever I go.
Yes, I remember a Scottish acquaintance telling me once, "the only thing you should put in whisky, apart from a little water, is more whisky".
I'll drink to that.
Its funny that most of the people I meet in England inevitably have a Scottish granny, whilst very few have ever actually bothered to visit Scotland and witness the beauty of the Highlands.
Then again ,perhaps its all the anecdotes Ive been telling you about being bottled outside Glasgow chippies has had the desired effect.
And because of all their tears
There eyes can no longer see
The beauty that surrounds them
Isnt it a Pity
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