Caley Cruisers

It's been a strange day. I went to the Clachnaharry Inn to meet my pal and as soon as I was in the door, my ears were assailed by a large party of Welshmen singing Delilah in a somewhat sozzled fashion. Apparently they are here for a rugby match, although the game takes place tomorrow, some three hundred miles to the south. The landlord said that they weren't going to the match but would be watching it on his screens. Good luck to them.