I haven't blogged for about a week so I thought I'd have a go after the wee one went to bed.
Monday, 14 September 2009
A Narrow Nationalist Battle.
Posted by Conan the Librarian™ at 21:14:00
Labels: Bannockburn, Geordie Foulkes, Tweed
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You still sitting on babies?ReplyDelete
Love the new banner. So dignified.
Do you need a satnav, Conan?ReplyDelete
Thanks subrosa, yes we have a full house at the moment five adults(loose description),four dogs, a pre-teen and last but not least by any means a two year old.ReplyDelete
Who definitely needs sitting on.
Yes, my schoolboy Latin suggests that you may be lost. Mind you, it was a long time ago....ReplyDelete
Ah, I'd forgotten about that; that this is not bible belt territory, was the gist I was trying to convey.ReplyDelete
Aha, so it's another dig at the wee frees? My sojourn among you heathens as a missionary seems doomed to failure. What else can I expect from people who call George Foulkes a Lord? His very surname is a blasphemy - well nearly.ReplyDelete
Brownlie, that reminds me of a rather feather-brained English colleague of mine a few years ago.She had visited the Hebrides on Holiday and was complaining that there was nothing to DO or GO on a Sunday; I explained that it was down to the Wee Frees "What are they?" She queried. Replying "A Religion" says I."Oh there was a man in orange robes handing out leaflets at the quayside."I tried to keep a straight face and gently said that'll be it then.ReplyDelete
Now of course, I realise just who that man in orange robes could have been...
Orange robes in the Hebrides - it must have been a main-lander? You should be aware that we are so behind the times everything is black and white. Have you never seen the recent factual documentary fillum "Whiskey Galore" with a combination of Welsh/Nepalise accents masquerading as Hebridean ones? - everything in it was black/white. Things will look brighter in the Hebrides once colour is invented.