When I was thirteen I was accepted into the CBS Pipe Band.
Big deal. No! A fucking Major big deal for a kid like me back then.
Ever since I was big enough to remember a St. Patrick's Day parade, all I ever wanted was to be a member of the CBS Pipe Band.
And now I was.
I was 13, a big boy.
I was so proud.
But better than that, my Da was proud.
And that made me walk even taller than I possibly ever could!
My life actually changed.
Three months later I was in Amsterdam, Rotherdam.
Before I knew it I was in France.
Not to mention travelling all over Ireland.
But my favourite trips, of them all, was to Scotland.
For the world championships.
And my favourite city?
I think of Glasgow as HOME.
I know our family came from Scotland (on Da's side) originally, but don't know yet quite where from.
But, a lot of my best times as a teen were spent in Glasgow.
And sadly I haven't been back for a WHILE.
Before the year is out, I'm travelling HOME.
Any Weedgers wanna meet up, then just gimme a shout on the email, reet?