Devils Ditch the second of my books
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This book is the true tales from my travels over the years , although some names have been changed to protect the GUILTY.. all events are actual events from along the roadside... Devils ditch is a tale that happened over a few mad weeks back in the 80's and although since them days many things have improved for the traveller much still exists just below the surface every now and again bubbling up through .the truth is revealed . But all I can say is that since coming hame tae Scotland . NOT once have I had trouble with the police or various councils and apart from the odd person
we have been accepted wherever we wander ...
i am busy on the next book Aquarius Aquarius ( Dafthermit goes tae sea)
THE SIMPLE LIFE
The smoke from the log fire drifted lazily up the lane . The Oaks leaves I was resting against playing with it before allowing it tae head skywards..
As far as the eye could see vehicles of every description were parked nose to tail . Over the last week people had began arriving from all over the country, till now the lane and surrounding ones all began to fill..
In the last rays from a perfect summers day , dogs barked and ganged together to patrol up and doon the track ..
At the many sites I have been on , I have always loved nothing more than to just sit and watch the dogs and their daily life unfold ..
The pecking order quickly asserted not with standing the occasional challenge .. They would meet up early ,usually well before the site and its people had even begun tae stir. They would approach each live in vehicle . after a brief discussion always amazing tae watch much sniffing ,yelping and always the odd roll aboot in the dirt , ONE would be chosen tae enter best suited for that particular hoose...
Outside the excitement would grow , what would surface .some juicy uncooked bit of meat ? , some home made bread ? ,always good with jam on...
with drooling reaching flowing point each dog in ever growing animated conversation the excitement would reach the point that a full on battle was surely aboot to erupt..
At which stage nearly always the chosen dog would emerge at the door.. its bounty proudly displayed . Like some returning warrior from far off distant lands , the PRIZE would be placed at the feet of the leader,, a loud howl quickly followed by other ever more excited ones would fill the site …
Then onto the next chosen hoose....
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