Scotland The World Over

Having been a bit of a curmudgeon and not taken part in any of the previous blippy community nonsense, there was a certain angle I could see that appealed this time. The original had a bit more whisky in it and a bit less of me 'n' the chavs. But the saltire was too wee so I had to blow myself up.
As for St Andrew and all this nonsense, aye, weel. As if he had a day. As if we had a patron Saint. Shameless nonsense, the lot of it. We had mutton, I tell you. Mutton! And Herring. And sometimes Puffin. Which, according to Adam Nicolson, is far from being the worst tasting seabird. Happy days indeed.