Post by tiddles on May 14, 2012 14:03:36 GMT 1
inverclydenow.com/news/local/7134-highland-games-disrupted-by-weather
This brings back dreadful memories for me, my father was heavily into the pipe-band thing and I got dragged to this and many others every year. I cannot recall any time when it was dry and I spent miserable hours in pouring rain listening to hordes of pipers tuning up, making that hellish wailing sound. I always had to stay right next to him because, "There are lots of bad men"!!!!! Years later I learned that this was all too true.
My mother, wise woman that she is, always complained of a, 'sick headache' and excused herself from attendance. When I tried the same excuse I was told that, "Wee boys don't get sick headaches". Finally, I rebelled when he tried to get me to join a pipe band telling him that I would rather die of dysentery (I was 15!!!). He kept going to Highland Games up to last year before he died but he had to go with his cronies because my mother's sick headaches were never cured and my boys would all say, "yea right Papa, tell us all about it when you get back"!
Still and all, it is sad that it rained and ruined things but hey, that's the price we pay for living here.
This brings back dreadful memories for me, my father was heavily into the pipe-band thing and I got dragged to this and many others every year. I cannot recall any time when it was dry and I spent miserable hours in pouring rain listening to hordes of pipers tuning up, making that hellish wailing sound. I always had to stay right next to him because, "There are lots of bad men"!!!!! Years later I learned that this was all too true.
My mother, wise woman that she is, always complained of a, 'sick headache' and excused herself from attendance. When I tried the same excuse I was told that, "Wee boys don't get sick headaches". Finally, I rebelled when he tried to get me to join a pipe band telling him that I would rather die of dysentery (I was 15!!!). He kept going to Highland Games up to last year before he died but he had to go with his cronies because my mother's sick headaches were never cured and my boys would all say, "yea right Papa, tell us all about it when you get back"!
Still and all, it is sad that it rained and ruined things but hey, that's the price we pay for living here.
