On this page, I've tried to give you a taste of the love, the laughter, the happiness and sadness of my homeland. I hope in some way, however little, that you may share that feeling.
WARNING - Rapidly flashing images
A video tour of Scotland 2012
Merida from Brave
'But are you willing to pay the price your freedom will cost?'
Julie Fowlis - Touch the Sky - from Brave
'Some say fate is beyond our command, but I know better. Our destiny is within us. You just have to be brave enough to see it.'
Rikki Fulton's finest hour as Rev I.M.Jolly - Hogmanay 1999 - the end of an auld, auld sang. Thanks for a' they years o' laughter Rikki.
Chic Murray - 'The Nose'
The rose of all the world is not for me.
I want for my part
Only the little white rose of Scotland
That smells sharp and sweet—and breaks the heart.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne’er within him burned,
As home his footsteps he hath turned
From wandering on a foreign strand!
If such there breathe, go, mark him well;
For him no minstrel raptures swell;
High though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim
Despite those titles, power, and pelf,
The wretch, concentred all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonored , and unsung.
Sir Walter Scott