Monday 11.04.2011

Do love this climate: yesterday sunny and very warm (and we`re already being warned about water shortages in some places)but when Dog and I set off for a quick canter round the woods this morning before work it was overcast and much cooler.
As we returned we were caught in a sudden sharp shower and now it`s raining steadily.
Still, the "yellow`s on the gorse" (if not yet on the broom**) and we have golden daffodils and lemon curd (thank you for the prompt Frankiesoup) so all is as it should be in nearly mid-April (including the showers!)

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YELLOW ON THE BROOM

I ken ye dinna like it lass, tae winter here in toon.
The scaldies aye miscry us and try to put us doon
And it’s hard to raise three bairns in a single flea-box room
But I’ll tak ye on the road again, when yellow’s on the broom.

CHORUS: When yellow’s on the broom, when yellow’s on the broom
I’ll tak ye on the road again (last line of verse)
When yellow’s on the broom.

The scaldies cry us “tinker dirt” and sconce oor bairns in school
But who cares what a scaldy thinks, for a scaldy’s but a fool.
They never heard the yorlin’s lark nor see the flax in bloom
For they’re aye cooped up in hooses, when yellow’s on the broom.

Nae sales for pegs or baskets noo, so just tae stay alive
We’ve had tae tak on scaldy jobs from eight o’clock til five.
But we call nae man oor master for we own the worlds room
And we’ll bid farewell tae Brechin when yellow’s on the broom.

I’m weary for the springtime when we tak the road ance mair
Tae the plantin’ and the pearlin’ and the berry fields o’ Blair
We’ll meet up wi’ oor kinfolk frae a’ the country roon
When the gan aboot folks tak the road, when yellow’s on the broom.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cidr7t0c6MQ
An Teallach "When Yellow's On The Broom"