The Red Carpet

It's not every day that I get to walk on the red carpet at a film premiere; in fact today was my first time, and I did enjoy strutting my stuff along with the other film stars.

We were a noisy bunch, come to watch 'Scotland The World Over' on the big screen, waving saltires and shouting a bit when the Clandonia band of drummers and pipers in their old highland type plaids played loudly enough to waken the dead. Not exactly Leicester Square, but not far off it.

I don't think Festival Square in Edinburgh had seen so many cameras: ranks of them encouraging more waving of flags and smiling.

We even had foreign tourists galloping round in time to the drummers' beat; but not the blippers, who mostly being Scottish and from Edinburgh, remained rooted to the ground with their usual self conscious inhibition.

The premiere of the film looked ever so good on the big screen and there were a lot of 'oh I've seen mine' exclamations.
I'm not sure what the bystanders thought of it all; they probably thought it was a Scottish National promotion exercise.

A roll of the credits, a last photo call and another drumming rendition before the red carpet was rolled up and we dispersed with enough blips to last a year, if only it were allowed.

It was a hard task to chose a blip, given that anything pertinent to the occasion will be replicated by all the others present, but finally I thought this one of Bella and the greyhound with the Saltires was appealing.
They say never to work with children or animals but these two did a magnificent job.