Ok it’s no Shakespeare, it the reel stuff
A local boy, randy poet hud mair Mistresses than Tim can tell
You widnae want your daughters seeing the likes o him behind
Ye Olde Bike Shed ”
Well he is our National Bard for awe his sins :)
I think this verse comes fae “to a Louse” If I’m wrang? Blame my
truant officer for not catching me often enough. A wander.
Right the gift to see ourselves….......
I know I was going somewhere with this. I’ll load a picture and by
then it will come back to me
This picture doesn’t make sense but I remember where I was.
Mads pictures. He sees what I see
but makes it brighter, lighter, happier. He may take a shot of something
and his picture makes me smile at that spot each time
He sees me as others see me, if this makes any sense I’ll be surprised :)
He has given new light to spots on my own doorstep
Opening my eyes like a child again seeing the beauty without limitations
Seeing through someone elses eyes to open your own
This Mad Dane heading off into a strange Loch in the dark
Him and Shirley giggling as if they were invading Scotland, come to think o it.
They have, A Dane & a South African
Thats ok at least their no English LoL TFIC
Best not so more a believe there is a political event coming up and I would not
want to upset the voting. :)
Mads Camera has a bolt hole. I was sure it was not a Dutch plane but a French
one?? Mads! Help.
The visit draws to a close but the stories live on
We have a full day to fill tomorrow and tidy up our wee projects
I’ve twa Oak planks sitting awaiting being into some wife raisers
There is talk of a Rocking Chair Project coming up Hal Taylors looks sweet
Mmmmmmmmmh, curves. :)
Jamie on the banks o the Bonnie Doon
-- Who is the happiest of men? He who values the merits of others, and in their pleasure takes joy, even as though 'twere his own. --Johann Wolfgang von Goethe