Don't you think that Scotland is a very purple country? There isn't much purple in it at all (just brown heather and yellow gorse and grey sky), but it gives the impression of being.. purple. Did I say that already in a description? I have deja vu. Maybe it's just because I think on every train journey: what purple it is!

I had a point to make, but I just got destracted. When you write a word too many times, the English language falls down in hysterics - isn't purple a silly word? A kind of madness induced by repetition, the kind factory workers might have if the machinery didn't file blunt their imaginations. Purple. Huh.

This is no bit of Scotland I've ever seen, but it might as well be. It's that kind of colour. I think it looks like the world is about to end there.. maybe those swans (can you see them? I don't suppose you can, but humour me) are sneezing.