Scottish Referendum

[DVV]

God has already blessed Scotland's distilleries.

[DVV]

Well, Bunnahabhainn distillery is now making gin.

Isn't that British ? English ? Cockney ?

[Heinrich]

Well, Bunnahabhainn distillery is now making gin.

Isn't that British ? English ? Cockney ?

Gin was invented by he Dutch physician Franciscus Sylvius in the 17th century.

[Carol]

Well, I sort of believe in God because I like the idea. There is absolutely no logic involved in the concept to my mind, however. I am dead against doctrine and the idea that any books written about God (the Bible, Quran, Baghavad Ghita) have any more meaning than what Neanderthals thought when they looked at the heavens and buried their dead. You tell me where we are.

Mike

Hello Mike,

I think we're walking down the same road.

Carol

[DVV]

Gin was invented by he Dutch physician Franciscus Sylvius in the 17th century.

Some say so...some think it existed already in the Middle Ages. Whatever, it has soon become an English spirit.
And well, I love my malt.

[lynn cates]

Let there be Scotland.

Hello Heinrich.

"I sort of think God favors Scottish independence. I might be wrong."

Well, according to the story I heard, no.

You see, according to the legend, God created Scotland last. Naturally, he called all the Archangels together to witness this crowning act.

God: "And now, I create Scotland. It will be paradise on earth. It will have the most beautiful rivers and streams stocked with all manner of fish. The beauty will stagger the imagination. There shall also be all sorts of game in the fields. And the natural resources shall be second to none. And I shall fill this land with the most warm-hearted and kindly people on earth who shall distinguish themselves in various professional fields like engineering and navigation. It will be a truly remarkable place."

Michael: "But Laird, are ye nae being just a wee bit too generous wi' these Scotsmen?"

God: "Not a bit of it. Just wait till you see whom they're getting for neighbours." (heh-heh)

Cheers.
LC

[Robert]

And Michael said, "I see your point, Laird laddie. Och, then to make up for the awful neighbours I'll arrange for yon Scots to win the World Cup."

And god said, "Oh come on! They're not that special."

[lynn cates]

some day

Hello Robert. Well, true enough. But, what can nae be cured, must be endured.

Cheers.
LC

[Robert]

But they DID win the World Cup, Lynn.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/4073353.stm

[lynn cates]

huh

Hello Robert. Hmm, that shows the downside of busy.

Good deal.

Cheers.
LC

[lynn cates]

Ah!

Hello Robert. Hmmphh. (Heh-heh)

By the way, if you think YOU have problems, imagine my old dissertation professor. He was Italian born, grew up Argentine, lives in America. He allows no noise in the house during the World Cup.

But for whom to cheer?

Cheers.
LC

[Robert]

Hi Lynn

I suggest Kuwait, or some such team. Nothing to cheer, and hence no noise.

[lynn cates]

caber

Hello Robert. I save my really loud cheers for the caber tossing.

Cheers.
LC

[Robert]

Ay Lynn, Scotland leads the world in the erection of telegraph poles.

But seriously, here's a fine Scottish song from a fine Scottish songwriter :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EdyxPugh1Og

[lynn cates]

Ireland vs Scotland

Hello Robert. Thanks for that.

Actually, it was caber tossing that saved the Scots from being invaded by the Irish. I have it on good authority from one of my former students (Irish) that:

"The King of Ireland suborned two spies to sail in a small barque to Scotland to see if the country were ripe for invasion. They landed on the west coast, ascended a rocky cliff and watched as some Highlanders, dressed in kilts, were tossing the caber. They observed wide-eyed for a minute, then scurried quickly back down the cliff, jumped in their barque and never stopped until they got to Ireland where they ran, breathless, all the way to the King's castle. "Your majesty, we would never even THINK of invading that country." "And why not?" the king demanded. "Because, over there, even the women are big, burly and bearded--and they throw trees about.""

Cheers.
LC