Photographs. Anecdotes. And observations on Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Scotland Vignettes.

A man walks by me in Glasgow, he's completely covered in clothing less his knuckles that fall out of the sleeve of his jacket. Tattooed across his digits in faded ink is the word "hate."
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The average life span of a man born in the East end of Glasgow: 54.
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A couple days before we arrive in Skye, A Royal Navy Nuclear submarine beaches itself on some rocks a stone's throw away from the Skye Bridge. The locals tell us there's rumor of five Russian subs circling the Island.
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A young boy climbs on top of an electrical box. In a thick Scottish accent he chants "I'm on top of the castle, you're the dirty apple."
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The Chef at a restaurant in Portree tells this story:
"When I was in the Royal Navy, I worked with a man that happened to be on board a ship during a US convoy mission. One night, the vice admiral spotted a light in the distance."

The Vice Admiral gave a warning: 'To you at -- cordinates, please move your ship.'
The unidentified light: 'I will not.'
Vice Admiral: 'If you will not move we will be forced to take action.'
The light: 'We won't move.'
Vice Admiral: 'I'm giving you ten minutes to retreat.'
The light: 'Go ahead. I'm not going anywhere. We're a light house.'"

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