you'll become a champion talker
after a dram of Johnnie Walker
Mermaid Tavern of the North
quite close to the Firth of Forth
Your Raving Reporter (Rory McLoon) takes you on a tour of Scotland's capital city...
Under the extinct volcano (Arthur's Seat in case you wonder), I sat disconsolate & drowned my sorrows in a bottle of imported Mescal.
Festival Fever like Hay Fever comes round every summer.
Crazy Karaoke Auld Lang Syne (the Remix)...
Bagpiper & Mannequin caught in the act!
Scotty Dogs in winter
wear tartan coats
& Hibs United scarves
tied round their throats
Just ran out of Tartan Clichés...
Autobiographical note: the author spent 16 of the best years of his life in Scotland.
The more observant among you (wake up there!) may notice that most of the pieces here refer to Edinburgh. I have nothing against Glaswegians...
For instance, I'm very fond of...
Architect of the Glasgow School of Art
It's just that I lived in Edinburgh!
PS - July 2005, approximately 16 years (what chronological symmetry, see above!) after I left the place, I went back to Edinburgh for a wee visit. The very next day, I was arrested (wrongfully, I insist) during the anti-G8 Carnival there. Welcome back indeed!
a wee Scottish joke...