Author: gwencron

This may go on a wee bit as my head is full of stuff. I should probably separate (I can never spell that sodding word!!) it all and make a few posts out of this or that or whatever, but what the hell, I enjoy writing off the cuff. (I need to check where that saying came from) First off, I need to say what a cracking four days with my lovely wife who I judge for staying with me!! We went to Skye. What a stunning place. Beautiful people. What a diversity of folks as well. I think I counted fourteen nationalities that I spoke to over four days. But fuck me, it’s expensive—I think only Paris could compare. However, it didn’t matter. We were together for forty years so we said ‘Sod it! Let’s go somewhere we have always wanted to see.’ Skye was that very place. I drank Talisker in Skye which is the home of Talisker. I had a few Drambuies, which was made for Bonnie prince Charlie. I got dizzy as every sodding place is so high. I ate superb seafood. Met an Aussie / Kiwi couple who were travelling half of Europe on their honeymoon and a wee mad mental Liverpudlian fellow who walked a bit weird. We both wondered if he had had an injury and he told us that he had. He jumped off a one hundred and fifty foot cliff, was blown back onto the cliffs. He broke all his ribs and shattered all of his mouth. He was a young guy and I asked him how his mum felt, he stated, and I will always remember this, ‘When I was well, she hurt me more than the broken ribs and fucked up teeth.’

All in all, I know that there are folks from all countries reading this…If you ever get the chance, go there, it is something that I have never experienced before. You just think two things:

1. Is this no a bit good!!

2. I’m insignificant. Mother Nature tops us all!!!