I am often rude about Jocks. You may have noticed. It's alright because I have a licence. You see, I'm half Jock myself. And of course, my rudeness disguises a fondness. Whilst they may be, on the whole, as thick as the neeps they fill their ghastly haggis with, the fact is that in a close fight you couldn't do better than have a few of them alongside, er, once you'd stopped them fighting each other, of course. Also, they have a habit of throwing up (yes, an unfortunate turn of phrase but I cannot be bothered to correct it) a series of great men. Such a man is Kirk Elder of that Ilk. His post on the subject of Scotland celebrating(!) its acquisition of the Commonwealth Games had me crying with laughter. It was only afterwards as I remembered that we English had the Olympics to pay for, that I started to cry for real. Anyway, go read him and enjoy!
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