The watching of weather apps on phones becomes compulsive on the run up to a Highland Games and the forecast for Sunday the wetth of June wasn’t looking good but as the week drove on the expected gloom stayed in England. There was a lot of searching for capes and general resignation of damp to follow.Continue reading Drones over Ardrossan
Lilias Day is our annual blooding of the newbies when we introduce our newest and shiniest players to the village, however I’m getting ahead of myself and I’ll rewind a few days to set the stage.Continue reading Gracious in defeat
With this being a local event we don’t arrive in a bus all eager and enthusiastic, we arrive in dribs and drabs, cars parked hither and yon and instruments jammed into bummed lifts. We weren’t playing until 4pm as there were no qualifiers, this has two effects;
1. Long lie, saunter in, relax
2. The party band kept on a short leash until after the march past. Continue reading British Spirits
It’s customary to do a review of the past 12 months and a wee bit of scrying about the coming year. A grim tale of torment and disappointment I hear you call yet for all the friction we picked up a load of trophies and some recognition for the hard work being done.