Bloody poms mate...they sent my ancestors here as convicts back in the early 1800's and even all these years later they looked at me dubiously as if I was going to swipe a loaf of bread or a silver spoon.
Nah, didn't make it to Irelandia or Scotlandia but the plan is to get there for sure. I keep telling Boomy I'm going to knock on his front door unexpectedly; it's only partly in jest, I actually have his address so might just do it for a laugh.
...and then the hug (bro hug of course) and then you'll be off upstairs to make up the guest room. I'll wait downstairs and help myself to a brew and some snacks.
Mi casa es su casa!!
You would of course have the guest attic room, reserved entirely for the most special of visitors!
It's got a bed and everything 😀😀
Oh man, that's awesome. I'm used to spiders being from Australia and all.
Seriously though, we were only talking about Scotland today when we were walking on the beach (see the image I sent you on WhatsApp) and the lass was like, "it'd be good for you catch up with Boomy."
I agreed, it'd be cool.
I'll give you more notice before I knock on the door though, and I'd come bearing gifts of course.
You would be leaving bearing gifts too mucker!
It would be quite awesome. Scotland has some lovely bits!
and our spiders are teeny tiny!
We watched a documentary on Scotland a few days ago; such an interesting and beautiful place man. Must get there, spiders or not. I'll wear a kilt every day I'm there because I want to fit in with the locals. 😂
I bet you would rawk a kilt mate!
They are cool things to wear. Its all the stuff that goes with it, it wraps round you about three times and then yo get your sporran for your precious things. I always smile when wearing one and not just because of the draught
Ah yes, my McSporran (sporran). I'd have all me goodies in there. And underneath the kilt...nothing but dangly bits, no underpants needed.
Are you sure it's his address he's given you? These Jocks can be awfy canny!:)
Well, he got the care package I sent him, ate and drank it all, so I reckon I have it right. If not it won't bother me too much Scotland is small, I'll walk around asking people until they point me in the right direction.
I'll just ask for the funny fucker with the odd accent.
Like telling a policeman in Amsterdam that you're lost but you know your hotel is near a bridge:)