An extract from an essay by a Zimbabwean student:When I first arrived in Scotland, I expected to see bagpipers on every corner and men in quilts walking along the street like you see on postcards.
Admit it, Thimbleanna - that's your fantasy, isn't it?
Actually... a friend of ours studied in Edinburg, and reported a day when the street was thronged with rogue pipers all day long. He said it was fun at first, but got under his skin by evening, and they weren't done. I don't remember what day/festival he said it concerned, but he didn't know for a long time that day.
ReplyDeleteOh. My. Gosh. Let me pick myself up off of the floor. You're hysterical!!! How on earth did you ever find that picture??? They must have different Scottish postcards in Zimbabwe than what we see here. Thanks for the laugh -- I'll be giggling about that for days!
ReplyDeleteIsabelle! How much did you pay that guy to sit on your couch, covered only by a quilt? A quilt made by Anna? She must be so honoured! And you must have fun at school, in spite of all your moaning about marking! How could you not when it gives you tales like this one to tell?
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! I supported the bagpipers when I was there and bought a CD of the Red Hot Chilli Pipers. Z xx
ReplyDeleteMen in quilts... LOL LOL LOL!!!! I love that!
ReplyDeleteShouts of laughter over here.
ReplyDeleteHowever, maybe hand quilted kilts could fill a gap in the market?
My laugh for the day!!
ReplyDeleteI am catching up on blogs I've not been able to read lately. You cracked me up with the latest post! :)
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading about Dietgirl and Zanna's visit (mmm, calorie-less brownies with tea...) and marking...
Thanks for the laughter on this cold evening! :)
I think we have more bagpipers in NZ than you do , certainly pipe bands.
ReplyDeleteI find that utterly and completely charming.
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