Today is Mister Saint Andrew’s own day. So everybody can be happy to be a Scotsman.
Even pretend scotsmen like Craig. Ha.
His grandfather was all Scottish. And his grandmother too. Not Craig.
He was just born way out where everything is just as flat as can be. Oh well.
Craig’s very long time ago family lived on little islands in the way far away. And only ate fish. Oh dear.
They did not have even have a castle. Only a little go out on the dangerous ocean fishing boat. Oh dear.
Mister Saint Andrew was a fisherman too. That is why the Scotsmen like him.
But Craig’s very very old uncle made Scotsman’s whiskey for everybody.
Because he did not like fish all the time.
So he could not live on the little island.
So he came here instead.
Craig did not play any loud bagpipe music this morning. That is good.
He only listened to quiet music.
Because he had to read new stories for our nice Queen.
Maybe he will play bagpipe music after lunchtime. Oh dear.
Before we had our toasts I had a little nap on the big comfy bed.
When Niamh was all awake she and I had a nice before lunchtime walk.
It is only a bit cold outside today. So I when we came home I was not soggy at all.
It is my very far away friend Miss Gracie’s Sing Happy Birthday day today.
She will get secret presents and tasty treats. Ha. That is good.
Sometimes even very nice dogs do not get presents.
Because they do not have their very own family to take care of. That is not so right.
Niamh was very busy this afternoon.
Because she has two very big stories to write for her nice university.
This afternoon I had a long nap in the living room.
So I could watch everything out my watching window.
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