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Stormy Weather At St Andrews

St Andrews Castle, Fife, ScotlandThe X60 Express bus from Leven to St Andrews has a seating capacity of fifty-one and every seat was taken.
I estimate the average age of my fellow travellers was 60 which means, between them, they have had three thousand and sixty years experience at the University of Life and yet hardly a word was spoken during the thirty minute journey apart from the state of the weather outside, which was atrocious.
The roads were flooded, walls had collapsed due to the strength of the wind and the sheep in the fields were having swimming lessons!

St Andrews Cathedral Ruins, Fife, ScotlandOn the Tay Bridge at Dundee 80 m.p.h. gales had upturned a workman's hut and a bakers van, and the wild geese at Kinross decided to give migration a miss.

"Wind and rain causes pain, it's insane, wind and rain."

Weather and sex are the most common topics of conversation on the planet, everybody's hooked on it and I've come to the conclusion that we were given a brain the size of a walnut just in case it rained on in bed!

The fifty walnuts on this bus have dried up, and the ancient University town of St Andrews looks magnificent with its backdrop of the Firth of Forth, as we rumble over the crest of the hill on the outskirts, and past the West Port Gateway to the bus station.

St Andrews has existed for more than 1000 years.
As Cennrighmonaid (meaning "head of the Queens mount") it is first on the record in the 8th century, when it was an early settlement of the Celtic or Culdee Church.
Later it became a centre of pilgrimage to the shrine of St Andrew, Scotland's patron saint, who gave his name to the medieval burgh.

St Andrews Museum, Pilgramage BrochureSt Andrews Golf Museum Brochure

For more detailed information about the town why not visit St Andrews Museum, Kinburn Park, Doubledykes Road, Telephone (01334) 412690. Admission is free and it is open all year round.

Secret Bunker BrochureSCOTLAND'S BEST KEPT SECRET
(exert from the official brochure)
Visit Scotland's underground nuclear command centre, near St Andrews, and discover the twilight world of the government cold war.
The amazing labyrinth, built 100 feet below ground, and encased in 25 feet of reinforced concrete, is where central government and military commanders would have run the country had the UK been attacked and nuclear war broken out.
The innocent looking farmhouse building, conceals the entrance to Scotland's best kept secret for over 40 years.
The bunker contains two cinemas, cafeé, operations rooms, RAF and royal Observer Corps Centre plus much more.
All authentic memorabilia.


St Andrews University, Fife ScotlandThe University of St Andrews is the oldest in Scotland, originating in 1410 AD, and the students have been represented down the decades by such famous rectors as Andrew Carnegie, Sir James Barrie and, more recently, John Cleese and Frank Muir.

The American Declaration of Independence in 1776 was signed by three alumni of St Andrews University and John Bain cast the first dollar sign ever used in America in 1797.

The town is invaded by English students during term time, so if you want to see Sassenachs in kilts, come on over.
I've even seen a China man in a kilt here, what an unusual sight!

Kilts have become so popular, internationally, that the kilt makers cannot keep pace with demand,so a new NVQ educational qualification in kilt making is being established in Oban - honest.
Let's hope Mel Gibson doesn't become a transvestite in his next movie!

So here I am struggling against the wind and rain in St Andrews cobbled streets, thinking about a malt whisky tasting festival in Crail which I missed....... ah well.

The layout of this town retains the features of a medieval town and is a perfect blend of wynds, courtyards, streets andcloses, conveying the mood of a typical old Scottish Burgh.

The mood I am in at the moment is typical of a cold, wet, freezing, windswept individual and I'm forced to abandon my wanderings for the moment but, luckily, I find shelter in a local inn called the Featherie and Firkin so I may as well have a wee refreshment while I'm here.
Guess what it said on the bar staff's Tee-Shirts?
Yes, you are right again,
"We give good head at the Firkin", " I pull behind the Firkin bar" and " I'd rather be Firkin than working."
On the walls there are pictures of golf, golf, golf and the beer tastes good, good, grrrreat!

Lady Golfers, St Andrews, ScotlandSt Andrews western approaches are dominated by its four golf courses, and by the Old Course Hotel, opened in 1968.

The origins of golf in St Andrews is dated c.1552 and the oldest golf course in the world is the Old Course, of course, so if you fancy a round (make mine a pint!), the home of golf is the place to be, especially if you like wearing funny hats?

The round at the Firkin was followed by a firkin wander to the Castle, where the preacher George Wishart was burned alive for heresy in 1546 and became a martyr for the Protestants who took over the Castle, and their power made St Andrews a haven for dissidents, where John Knox found his power as a preacher and was able to preach undisturbed.
It was one of Knox's sermons which incited the Presbyterians to sack St Andrews cathedral in 1559.
The cathedral now lies in ruins.

Waves on The Firth of ForthDown at the sea wall it's on with the hat, scarf and thermal gloves and, as the Americans say, the sea looks swell - but they were keeping their distance from the crashing waves, cowards.

The dreaded 95 bus to Leven is waiting, in the bus station, to take me home so I must tear myself away from St Andrews for today.
The weather has improved dramatically, grey skies are now blue so I decide to get off the bus at Largo to take a few photies of hay wheels, sheep and the Firth of Forth in all its majesty.
See you in Bonnie Dundee!

Wandering Willie

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