Today, I have duly flown the Saltire out the front window for the first year ever, in retaliation for 2 years of cringe-inducing running the England flag up an actual flagpole across the road (gotta love toothless Fenland folk :p). I've also dug out Ma Broon's Cookbook in the hope of gaining inspiration for dinner. Mince and tatties maybe? Stovies? Scotch pies? Also, were it not for the lack of muslin and suet, I'd dearly love to do a clootie dumpling, which apparently some enterprising company has made both 'healthier' (no suet, more fruit) and gluten-free. Sorry, but national puddings I refuse to compromise on folks- it's all artery-furring or none. :D
Also, thank you to whoever changed the wiki article
from 'Cockland'. Bet it was a Sassenach vandal. Bloody typical, you lot. ;)
Tonight I plan to have a few wee drams, possibly dig out my Scottish book collection and I have various DVDs at my disposal. As well as the stuff on my Gerard Kelly obit post, there's been plenty of internet-found highlights:
- The BBC archives had this wonderful show about the Mallaig to Fort William line
by steamtrain. The scenery is just breathtaking.
- Here's a classic episode of Absolutely
. I particularly love the Stoneybridge Olympic bid a few minutes in, and everyone's favourite bore Calum Gilhooley at ~28 mins. <3 Moray Hunter.
- Also from Absolutely, national emissary McGlashan has a heartfelt message for our English friends
- And here's a Scottish playlist
to warm the cockles of your heart.
And now I must away and do some more writing...