Weel sho's nae aawfu' pleased wi' Tam O Shanter thats why! Yon's his grey mare meg's tail in her haun.
"Her cutty sark, o' Paisley harn,
That while a lassie she had worn,
In longitude tho' sairly scanty,
It was her best, and she was vauntie.
Ah! Little ken'd thy reverend grannie,
That sark she coft for her wee Nannie,
Wi' twa pund Scots ('twas a' her riches),
Wad ever grac'd a dance o' witches!
But here my muse her wing maun cour,
sic flights are far beyond her power;
To sing how Nannie lap and flung
(A souple jade she was and strang),
And how Tam stood, like ane bewitch'd,
And thought his very een enrich'd:
Even Satan glowr'd, and fidg'e fu fain,
And hotch'd and blew wi might and main:
Till first ae caper, syne anither,
Tam tint his reason a 'thegither,
and roars out, "Weel done Cutty-Sark!"
And in an instant all was dark
And scarcely had he Maggie rallied
When out the hellish legion sallied."
Well now CED - you have shown up my ignorance of Rabbie Burruns.
I had know idea that the Cutty Sark was named after the legend he immortalised. Thank you for pointing that out. I can now see why the "lady" has that look on her face.
Anyone else as ignorant as me (can that be possible?) may wish to visit the Cutty Sark website: http://www.cuttysark.org.uk/index.cfm?fa=contentGeneric.fdvmyqknhxemnmvz&pageId=210 It has the whole story of how she was named amongst loads of other interesting info and pictures.
It's a wonder 'ol Rab had time to write a long poem between all his swiving! I have read some of his works - bit hard going for us Southerners - it's easier to read Chaucer in the original Middle English.
(Sorry about sidetracking the subject matter Phil - it's a great photo!)
I was working in the offices of a large bank recently. There was a small office with a lady who was shall we say "well-developed in the mammary department" and liked to wear close fitting apparel. The room used to get overheated as it had a lot of computer equipment in it so it had its own air conditioning fitted. One of the wags used to turn the temperature on it right down when she went out for a fag. The net effect was her protruberences ended up "sticking out like chapel hat pegs" to quote an old saying.