Saturday, April 23, 2016


Many generations ago, thieves of Scotland were stripped of their clan names and kicked out. Some of my ancestors stole sheep. Our new name was Black. About 200 years later I got to visit. The home of those that sent Longshanks (and sheep thieves) back to think again. Home of the hard. Of Billy Connolly. Sean Connery. Of whisky, tartan and bagpipes. Of quality, culture and thinking. The Edinburgh Festival. Golf. Rain. There is something about Scotland that makes me stand taller. South Africa's flower is the Protea, Scotland's the thistle. Not here to mess around. Or be messed around.

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