This land is your land...
- TAC5 appealed for examples of Bagspeak, and these have been absolutely - er - trickling in - mostly, it must be said, from what is perhaps the true home of the Bagger, Albion's Plain. Martin Beetham of Manchester spied on a Student Bagging Club party where the person with the fewest was given a booby prize, whilst the President announced that the next meet would be Sections 13 and 14. Similarly, Simon Waddicor of Nottingham reports one of his club members declaiming: "I'm not bagging, just getting my numbers up." Oddly, both these stories also include mentions of pineapples as rewards for bountiful bagging. Are we missing something obvious here, is this some strange and, to use an utterly obscure word, ananasian coincidence, or is it altogether more sinister? Perhaps we should be told.
- Sources close to God (well within Glesga Yooni's Dept of Divinity, but some would say it's the same thing), report further lofty discussion of the endless Glen Coe v Shakespeare argument (see p3 of this issue and TAC passim). It transpires that in attempting a casual definition of love - as opposed to a definition of casual love, about which the students doubtless know plenty, Dr Joe Houston, Lecturer in Theology, posited that to truly love someone or something presupposes grief over absence of that person or thing should they suddenly cease to exist. And his example of a thing which cannot truly be loved, over which no-one would mourn? You've guessed it - Glen Coe. Timon of Athens maybe, Triolus and Cressida perhaps - anything, anything but this! And from a so-called man of God! Watch this space for news of the Gilmorehill spire being retributively struck by Divine lightning, a la York Minster.
- John Blair of Lasswade, along with the piece included elsewhere within these pages, observes that when standing in the Howden end at Caley Park in Inverness, Ben Wyvis can be seen. Anyone know of other notable hills, real or otherwise, visible from football grounds?
- New route: Dryshod Directissima, 1500m approx., start from Inverardan near Crianlarich. Upper pitch presently requires gardening, but otherwise a new Easy line up the previously Hard Very Severe north face of Cruach Ardrain. Pioneered, sometime since the last guidebook revision, by the ubiquitous F.C.Omission and T.A.R.McAdam.
- And whilst in the vicinity, given that the buildingsite-cum-village known as Tyndrum stands in Strath Fillan and is also home to two ScotRail stations, ought not the Upper and Lower Halts henceforth be known as Fillan stations? Okay, okay, it was just a thought...
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