When you're 18 stone, all trousers are are tight - leather or otherwise....

and no one without the use of hallucenogenics has experienced being in a pub "...a glass of mead in hand, a clog dancer by my side, and a plate of stottie and chips on the table..."

just imagine if that were the norm, if you went out for a drink and that served you that crap. I think I'd emigrate.

I'd rather be roaming in the gloaming with a haggis in me sporran, a bonnie lassie, a braw bricht moonlit nicht, Kenneth McKellar's Midnight Cabaret in the Burns Unit on the jukebox, a tin of shortbread for company, a lass of Ir'n Brew, and Billy Connolly Rides a motorbike up his own arse on the TV, followed by Dr Finlay and a documentary I was the speech coach for Taggart on the TV.....

don't you get it?

the rest of the world has moved on from crude racial stereotypes. every second black English person you meet, says, well actually I was never all that keen on Bob Marley and I never follow cricket.

the whole point of the folkrevival is that English folk music is incredibly rich, musically complex, and very diverse - and we've all got a stake somewhere in there, cos its ours.

WAV, your views on folk music are like the worsst excesses of the 1970's. Music of Cromwellian simplicity and some sort of medieval banquet going on with serving wenches, mead and the like. If you had lived through those times - you wouldn't want them back.

I was always a chicken in the basket and black forest gateau man myself.