Quote:Not all of them. I was born there and lived there for nearly sixty years of my life. Honestly, this isn't the place, but one short true story...⦠ My pal and I, both just fifteen years old, thought it would be a great idea to escape Glasgow for a weekend and go camping on the bonny, bonny banks of Loch Lomond. We had no money, and probably less sense. Our tent was a length of canvas we'd found and our food for the weekend was a bag of potatoes....I think you can get the picture ?  We'd got a lift as far as Balmaha and were trudging our way to Rowardennan when a Landrover pulled up beside us and out jumped the local bouncer, sorry, I suppose his correct title was a ghillie !  " Where do you think you're going ?"  " Well, we're actually looking for somewhere to camp for the night, if that's OK"  " Aye, weel, it's not, get out of here !"  It was March, getting dark and getting decidedly cold. " But where can we camp ?" " No here !"
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Now I'm in a right mood, I'll need to go and tear up a copy of the Sunday Post to get out of it !!
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Sorry didn't mean to stir the pot
Yep Some of the Locals are just a waste of Oxygen
But I still meet the odd decent one now and again
How is living in France ?
Don't think I'd be able to keep of the Wine during the week

