I have a proposition for all of you. Stop what you're doing immediately, this is more important.
As some of you may know, I lost my last girlfriend in the wilds of Canada during my holiday by the sea a few years back. Dinna fash, I'm fine, it's onward and upward for Angus Campbell. The trouble is now I've come back from that I'm getting a bit long in the tooth, I live on a wee island, and for various reasons I've not been in the dating game lately. Reckon I need a wee bit of help.
I'm going to need each one of you to set me up with a woman during the next month. I dinnae have many criteria except that she should be female, single, relatively age-appropriate, not affiliated with Portree, and not deathly bored by Quid. If she should happen to be Scottish, lovely, appreciates the outdoors and the sea, and has a flush account at Gringotts, so much the better.
All right, all of ye have your assignments. Operation Forward March is go.
What are we doing for our birthdays this year? Do you think we can just take an evening off and go somewhere and do something fun, just the two of us? Or do we need to wait until May for a night off?
What I want for my birthday is for everyone to come away from the Wigtown match without injuries. I know you can't promise me that but I'd appreciate it if you tried.
In celebration of the rebuilding of Macmillan Priory and the eighth anniversary of my natal day, I am hosting an open house at Macmillan Priory. The roof is on, the floors are solid, the furniture is borrowed and, for the first time since the fire, the Priory is habitable.
Restoring it is the best thing I've ever done, and it's not done, but it's reached a milestone.
Please join me February 29th in enjoying the first gathering at the Priory in sixty years. There will be food, drink, snow, good company, music, dancing, andnearby highland cattlebreathtaking Meadhan Lodainn views.
Yours,
Ross Fraser Macmillan