[ad_1] When I was a child, I always thought “The Glorious Twelfth” was referring to my birthday. It seemed obvious to me. Apparently I was wrong, but I shall gloss over that because, for me and another friend, it is our birthdays and nothing to do with shooting little red grouse for fun (ugh – […]
Glorious Morning | My Shetland
[ad_1] A glorious morning (weather-wise) makes up for last week’s debacle. It really does. However, it does not make up for Newt’s Napoleon complex which is defined as “a domineering or aggressive attitude perceived as a form of overcompensation for being physically small or short.“. Well, that’s Newt to a tee. Silver is, of course, […]