And an entirely different species again are the islanders who I know firsthand do not think much of sassenochs, like me. (I lived on the Isle of Lewis for 9 years).
And an entirely different species again are the islanders who I know firsthand do not think much of sassenochs, like me. (I lived on the Isle of Lewis for 9 years).
Ah sweet Lewis!! I visited there once and was carried through the streets on the back of a gold painted cart to a great feast held in my honour. I believe they still talk of the golden son still!!! ;0)