My Mate.

On my recent trip to Scotland I decided that I wanted to get a friend a gift. I think it’s good to treat your friends. Let's them know that they are appreciated.

I had heard that Ben More, a Munro would be a good place to get the first gift. I was brave as it is not the easiest of mountains to climb. But, what awesome views were in store for me once I had reached the summit. It is an impressive mountain. The summit lies at a kind of crossroads in between three ridges. It was craggier the higher up I got, but it was ok because I had my oxygen with me and an extra pair of shoes. I knew I wasn’t going to die.

I went up the Gleann na Beinne Fada route and that’s where I saw it – the stag. I was ready for it. I pulled out my vintage hammer gun, which dates back to the 1850’s. The ammunition was ready I just had to ensure I kept a steady hand when pulling the trigger, which I did. I was successful I’ve never shot a stag before, so I did well. The next problem, or should I say challenge was how am I going to get the stag down this mountain? And, secondly, there’s just not going to be any way this will fit on a National Express Coach.

So, I rang my dad. He advised me to hire a chain saw.

I am not into blood. So, we had to find an alternative way of presenting this gift to my friend. The taxidermist in St. Andrews seemed like the most sensible option.

I am bit worried about my friend as we've not heard from him since we delivered the stag last week, in the dumper truck. I hope he's alright?! He insisted on a gift from Scotland, and he also insisted on something other than rock. Perhaps I should have a bought him a kilt.