Gigha

Scottish slang

We’re marched onto the ferry, for our annual school trip,

Off to see the Isle of Gigha, the puppet show and take a dip

 

Once we’re on the Calmac boat, the teacher takes a rest,

We start to run a riot and put her patience to the test

 

As we approach the island’s harbour, swarms of jellyfish we see,

Round blobs of clear custard, bobbing in the sea

 

The puppet show’s a bomb, a disaster , just a farce,

With a tacky wooden Punch, smacking Judy in the arse

 

The highlight of the outing, is the secluded white sandy bay,

With tranquil turquoise water, on Scotland’s only summers day

 

Most run into the surf, flinging off their tops as they go,

But I’m a daft wee fearty, of the creatures down below

 

So I’m happy to have a paddle, feel the sand between my toes,

Salty water on my skin, and sun beams on my nose

 

This is such a quiet spot, only the sound of the waves,

A place I long to go back to, for the solace that I crave.

Reviews

[Norman 223]

Your Scottish memories reminded me of my young days as as a wartime evacuee from London enjoying the school trips to Dunoon. I was one of those daft wee fearties too.
Thanks for bringing back those happy images, Bluebird.

[Bluebird]

I'm so glad that it reminded you of such fond times :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Nice rhyming couplets. The salt air and sand are great inspiration for everyone. Lydi**

[Bluebird]

Much appreciated

[KT-B]

Nice, I laughed out loud at this one - I like your description of the jelly fish "clear custard" - this kind of writing is fresh and fun :)

[Bluebird]

Thanks again...really appreciated :)