[Growltigger]

Och, I love Boonny Scotland me, roamin' in the gloamin', highland flings (if you are lucky), lots of good seafood and organic meat, whisky, strong beer, lots of booze, horizontal rain and storm force winds, freezing temperatives and bagpipes, ye' canna beat it.

The number of times I have stumbled along the promenade in OBan singing a derivation of "Scotland the Brave", the first verese of which goes as follows:

There's a fine Scottish lassie
With a big hairy assie
Who is lifting up her kiltie
At a young ladddy booyyyyy

Singing... nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
etc

Brilliant, pure magic. Makes you want to wear a kilt, grab a claymore and shout "Freedom" at the top of your lungs