'Wrong figures' cost Highlands dear
Capturing in this missive, in the sparing prose of Rambaud,
<6d220a72.0311210820.7bdc1605@posting.google.com>, and displaying the
suave and sophisticated disposition of Archibald Leach, Diarmid Logan
<diarmidlogan@yahoo.com> sgrìobh,
As far as I am concerned you could shoot the bloody lot of them, how
many per acre are there? And they are always in my garden. Bring back
the wooulvs.
--
Lachie.
"If a body could just find oot the exac' proper proportion and quantity of the cratur
that ought to be drunk every day, and keep to that, I verily trow that he might leeve
for ever, withoot dyin' at a'' and that the doctors, and the kirkyards would go oot o'
fashion." James Hogg, the Etterick Shepherd.
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