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One can
almost hear the skirl o' the pipes and imagine the swing of the
kilt, as the Scottish clansmen made their proud way through this
magnificent scenery. Unfortunately, these romantic images do not
reflect the cruelty and suffering of many Scots in these bygone
times. Mind you, we've aye been a proud race. I remember a Pipe
Band leader at a Gourock Highland Games, nearly apoplectic with
rage because of some real or imagined snub by the organisers.
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