I haven't ventured north of the border at all since I began my foray into football.
But with Glasgow Rangers playing in the UEFA cup final tomorrow night I thought it was about time I donned my kilt, ran my fingers through my sporran and rolled in porridge oats (yes well we all have different ways of expressing ourselves!)
Walter Smith their manger is something of a controversial character it would seem from my reading on the subject. For example his team has been accused of playing "anti-football", an accusation that has also previously been levelled at our very own Mr Capello.
Doesn't seem to phase the Rangers supporters though, who despite only having an allocation of 13,000 tickets for tomorrow's match are taking 100,000 down to Manchester.
And if that doesn't give you a measure of the Scottish passion for the beautiful game, the Scottish Qualification Authority has issued a warning to school pupils not to sacrifice taking their exams on Wednesday and Thursday to go on the pilgrimage.
Well if any of those scholars are reading this I may be able to help with a bit of revision. And for the rest of us what better way to end than with a few wise Scottish saying, with translation for those less familiar with the tongue;
A bheil telebhisean agad?
We’re from the Wee Free and are hunting down God-forsaking heathens.
Ilka body disna hae the like o that.
He seems to have contracted H5N1 Bird Flu.
Better never begun than never ended.
Never do anything today that you can put off until tomorrow.
Better be freends at a distance than enemies at hame.
The perfect divorce is one that doesn't require a court restraining order.
Cast a cat ower the hoose an she'll faa on her feet.
A cat thrown over a house will land on her feet - but her screeching is sure to attract the RSPCA.
Him that keeks throu a keyhole micht see what will vex him.
Love does not stoop to spying - it hires a private detective.
Baked bread and brown ale winna bide lang.
Oh shit – I’m away tae the lavie again!
Mony a mickle maks a muckle.
Due to rampant inflation the muckle has been revalued – there are now 385 mickles to the muckle.
Don't tell me this blog is not a education all of it's own
