This week Hermione turns her proud pen to travel…….
Up the airy mountain
Down the rushy glen
We daren’t go a-hunting
For fear of little men
We folk, good folk
Trooping all together
Green jacket, red cap
And white owl’s feather!
Ginger dwarfs in skirts
Waving their swords
Not the best advert
For Scotland’s Tourist Board.
If not for this stirring poem, I wouldn’t have known Scotland even had a tourist board.
So there’s that…
Och Aye The Noo
But the worst of all –
Now hear this, and wilt –
Those wee men have a ball
With nothing ‘neath the kilt!
Two balls!
Just glad it wasn’t Ireland.
Yup!