The following is a poem by one of members, Moira Clacher, who has kindly allowed us to reproduce it on our site for your enjoyment!   MARCH MORNING Cold, foggy morning, yet frost early. No scenic views of fields, hedges or hill. But later, sunshine, dog basks in warmth on windowsill. Happy smiles, anticipation, be […]

A couple of years ago I was stopped at Birmingham airport because they thought the haggis was plastic explosive, that is fact – absolutely true. I was taking it to an elderly lady in Dublin who was born and lived as girl in Edinburgh home of McSween. Also, because it was her 90th birthday celebration […]