GRATEFUL THURSDAY. (23/05/13)

I don’t do Misty Mondays or Sex on a Sunday…( Unfortunately I don’t make love very often so can’t recall what day my last carnal experience fell on) . Even dafter would be Fish on a Friday.

This is not because I have anything against Blog themes but it must be a pain responding to lots of comments. I like Blogland, as it is for me, if I get boring then folks stop commenting. If folk get boring then so do I. I don’t comment for reciprocation.  I do watch my stats though because I’m a vanity publisher…..I’m grateful to Blogger and a vain bugger.

I’m grateful to have got back to Scotland. Every day is different and the Highlands hold a magic for me. I’m like a dog with two tails.

I haven’t had a rant for ages.

I’m really thankful that Dithery Dave has left France and the deep discussion and debates to return home to grab a headline and convene COBRA. What can he contribute, I doubt he’s been anywhere near serious violence. COBRA is just an anachronism for a room full of blather. It’s not anything serious. He is not only dithery but a smug attention grabbing fat shite.

Unacceptable as murder is and it’s been frowned upon for as long as I’ve been alive. I was taught history and unless it was a royal this or that, committing murder was the same back in…. a really long time ago.

Why give the wee devils more publicity than they warrant. I know why. He comes back to try and re-unite the country. If he’d stopped in France he would have had the same effect and saved us an airfare.

He’s proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that he hasn’t a clue how to govern. He’s from the same mould as the evil witch Thatcher. How did she get away with murder the slaughter of Argentines on the  Belgrano. It’s all how folk see it, Pinochet was an evil sod in anyone's eyes but her legacy is one of to promote self. She never suffered, daft old bat died in the Ritz.

Today we have shifted all of a couple of miles as the Hooded Crow flies. We are at Caolasnacon on the shore of Loch Leven. I’m just starting out with the Gaelic but I say Koolsnakon. Seems to work fine. Gaelic is quite an easy language to learn. Hello is Hallo but you don’t say the ‘H’ . If I want a Helicopter to take my old bones up high. Then all I have to do is ask for a Elicoter cos they don’t say p’s in the middle of a word. If I could afford a helicopter they would be falling over themselves to understand. I love it up here.

The view to the left of the van. This is looking down Loch Leven. Loch Liobhann I hope it is in the local lingo. It’s pronounced the same so there isn’t that big a problem. They only have eighteen letters in their alphabet so I should be able to learn to write and speak it.

The vista to the right of the van….Perfect or it will be when it stops sleeting, raining and snowing.

The dogs are allowed to run and explore. Alf had to have a sheep test. He passed with flying colours….FEEWHOO!…. He walked through the flock had a crap and wandered back…..That was a relief for both he and I.

Bertha will be on full alert for wildlife. Not seen an Eagle , or an Otter, or a dolphin Yet but then I've been writing this. All are purported to be here. Don’t believe what is purported Dithery was purported to be in France.

Have a good day.