Leggings: bad nites - pipes

Dispatches: Before 5a.m, the swirl of the Bagpipes, Fauna McDonalds? – how exciting are here to pipe the McD's back up to Scotland or is it the people who took my castle and sold it on? WATS' sons or daughters? Oh shame the sounds dies away - with the morning breeze. Even the birds are off chorus.... you might say this is the end of their silly war without a shot blown or a challenge given – only there has been no war – only as mugging regarding several honest folk's will. Changes of names all around the area.

I'd have wandered around to see the spectacle only I had no invite, and it's not nice to feel the way I do about their return to Scotland. In consideration I wonder if they changed the gemstone from one to another. Not a bad day's work for holding my head down in a London schools playground for a German boy to stick an old railing through my head. The strange thing is I never held that name.... and my real name beginning with P is known of. So the shillyikins goes on up and through Scottish nobility, through their parliament, and peoples, and anyone who fits sideways will do. So does this mean the emptying of my house in the area? Or is it the Irish woman ken for independence and cash plus reputation....

Not for me..............  hereditary does not apply....  anyway bitterness will not do....