There’s none so blind as those who will not hear I feel, until they get a taste of what they’ve been denying … if they’ve any sense
Talking about the senses - does anyone fancy a reall fine walk ? I can’t remember if I’ve bored folks here with this before (or much else these days
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Auchmithie? Och maybe.
By Archie McKellar 12th Feb 2014
Why would anyone walk the rough sea shore path to a wee village clinging on to the edge of the wild North Sea on the east coast of Scotland ? In places the torturous path is almost squeezed off the cliffs by fields of those fine vegetables - Brussels sprouts.
Well the local folk have a little meeting hall and they encouraged us in for refreshments - we couldn't refuse !
Why would you go to Auchmithie?
From Arbroath it's an awful long walk
And the Seaton Cliff path doesn't help
If, like me, your a bit of a crock
It goes up and down and a lot of around
And the surface is constantly changing
If it had granite setts or a smooth tarry top
We'd still moan it needs rearranging
What's the point of a walk to Auchmithie?
When the weathers not sunny and fine
If the sea is all angry white horses
Monstrous waves crashing in all the time
It's conglomerate red sandstone features
Being battered to death by salt spray
No wonder there's caves, holes and crannies
If it's suffered like that all it’s days
I won't hear of a walk to Auchmithie
The screaming sea birds crying loud
Incessantly squawking and calling
They sound like a jumble sale crowd
And the racket the sea makes is worse
With the waves pounding in on the shore
And the grinding and surging of pebbles
Amplifies this melee all the more
What's the sense in a walk to Auchmithie?
Nasal passages all in a mess
With the tang of the salt and the seaweed
To cause you olfactory distress
And countryside husbandry practice?
Ozone vandals those Farmer upstarts
By growing all those Brussels Sprouts
Don't they care they'll cause millions of farts?
If you really must walk to Auchmithie
Leave only your footsteps and love
For the wildlife can't eat all your litter
And they won't wear your discarded glove
There's a twist in the tale at Auchmithie
At the end of this trail if you risk it
When ambushing locals ensnare you
And force feed you coffee and biscuits.
that's definitely the key feature of EV ownership. You bring back memories when we were on a trip across Europe in our 996 and decided to bring back some nice Swiss chocolate. "Let's put it in the the frunk", I said, as the cabin would be too hot for it. Suffice to say that despite being rear engined, I'd forgotten that the 996 has two radiators in the front - which get extremely hot when 'cruising' back via the German Autobahns 
It was a sticky mess to clear up 
