On my way back up to Scotland

If you’re going to the Storehouse you can also stop at Cockburns in Dingwall, home of Scotland’s first champion haggis maker.

To be fair, though, I’ve never seen anything other than gold medal haggis advertised or sale in Scotland, so I am not entirely sure if silver or bronze medal haggises / haggii even exist!
 
Mrs O has made it quite clear that she will have me committed or hung, drawn and quartered if she ever see's me wearing red or yellow trousers....... apparently a crime against humanity:lol:

Stalker1962, rather than calling at HoB for food and resupply a better idea would be to hang on until you get to the Storehouse near Evanton on the A9 or (if you're going that way) The Pier at Lairg, both of which are much better options for food.
I have reached that certain age when I think I could get away with wearing red trousers.
Mind you as a 19 year old in 1969 I had a pair of purple crushed velvet bellbottoms and a blue linen jacket with large yellow flowers on it it also sported a mandari collar.
Ah Flower Power
The height of elegance I was.
 
Of course you can wear red or even yellow trousers oul fella, you have earned that right. Just promise us all that you won’t cross the door in them, please? People will start to talk……
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Aye and there are a lot of red trouser wearers in it too!
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What’s wrong with red trews?

what I like about the place is seeing the young, east European girls dressed like old maids in tartan culottes and pie crust collar blouses. Is there something wrong with me?
 
Indeed. I find it to be a soulless and cynical black hole of exploitation. The very thought of the place fills me with dread and dismay. Full of horrendously overpriced crap, and staffed entirely by staff who are either obnoxious and pretentious, or beaten to their knees by shite wages and poor working conditions. If the place burnt to the ground I'd dance around the flames with a song in my heart . . .

Well that is certainly one view of the place.

Can't take it away from them - some of the finest toilet facilities in the UK.

Oft times, I will set off from England desperate for the loo, just so that I can all the more enjoy the luxury of the place when I charge in there with my trousers around my ankles...
 
What’s wrong with red trews?

what I like about the place is seeing the young, east European girls dressed like old maids in tartan culottes and pie crust collar blouses. Is there something wrong with me?
I think you just got “the double” which is clear confirmation that there is indeed something seriously wrong with you!
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Well that is certainly one view of the place.

Can't take it away from them - some of the finest toilet facilities in the UK.

Oft times, I will set off from England desperate for the loo, just so that I can all the more enjoy the luxury of the place when I charge in there with my trousers around my ankles...
Now there is a sight that most, if not all of us, could well do without…….
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indeed stalker1962, one of life's simple pleasures greatly enhanced by the decor and general ambience of the fine emporium, then allowing the European ladies to take your cash.
 
Hi

If Edinburgh Rifles has them the following please:

2000 Federal Gold Match large rifle primers
1000 Federal Gold Match small rifle primers
1000 Federal Gold Match pistol (hornet) primers


I've e-mailed Ed again but no reply.

Many thanks

K
 
I have reached that certain age when I think I could get away with wearing red trousers.
Mind you as a 19 year old in 1969 I had a pair of purple crushed velvet bellbottoms and a blue linen jacket with large yellow flowers on it it also sported a mandari collar.
Ah Flower Power
The height of elegance I was.
Many years earlier Boggy. Powder blue drape jacket, with maroon collar and cuffs, drainpipes 10" bottoms. Maroon suede shoes with gold chains, red shirt and bootlace tie. Waved hair and sideburns.
Not too long after, black beret, very little hair, drab khaki gear and highly polished boots.
Now I have red trousers and yellow cords.
 
Many years earlier Boggy. Powder blue drape jacket, with maroon collar and cuffs, drainpipes 10" bottoms. Maroon suede shoes with gold chains, red shirt and bootlace tie. Waved hair and sideburns.
Not too long after, black beret, very little hair, drab khaki gear and highly polished boots.
Now I have red trousers and yellow cords.
I think this calls for a thread where members post photos of themselves in earlier guises!

(not me below, by the way, but the visual image your description immediately brought to mind)

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Many years earlier Boggy. Powder blue drape jacket, with maroon collar and cuffs, drainpipes 10" bottoms. Maroon suede shoes with gold chains, red shirt and bootlace tie. Waved hair and sideburns.
Not too long after, black beret, very little hair, drab khaki gear and highly polished boots.
Now I have red trousers and yellow cords.
Sad, very sad……
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I think this calls for a thread where members post photos of themselves in earlier guises!

(not me below, by the way, but the visual image your description immediately brought to mind)

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And for those SD types under 50, just to save them asking their grandparents:-
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The first time I stopped at House of Bruar was on my way back after shooting my 1st stag. There was a picture in their art gallery of a stag in similar terrain to where I'd stalked. At £900 it was out of my price range. I met the artist the following year at the Game Fair; he still had the picture and I bought it for £300. A big chunk of the money saved still ended up with the HoB as my wife had decided it was the place to buy her Christmas present.
 
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