Apr 28, 2009 07:10
I was just about to leave my flat to go to Edinburgh Castle. My flatmate's taking a shower and playing the radio. The music sounds odd, but vaguely familiar, so I don't pay it too much attention. Until I hear the following line with bits missing from it:
"-mise, it's just... matter... time"
I go "Wait, he's not -"
At that moment, a broad Scottish accent starts belting "START WEARIN' PURPLE WEARIN' PURPLE"
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I'm going to miss this country.