Cogitations - Dundee to Inverness

Den’s a complete no-show
Having shredded the flesh of his elbow
On a fast damp descent
His wheels just went
So I start in Dundee riding solo

As I leave the town of the Beano
Jam, jute and journalism, you know,
I start to fret
I’ll be lonely and wet
Till I meet the family in Glasgow

Then I think of the local McGonagall
Who wrote rhymes that were something terrible
Debate still goes round
Was he idiot or clown?
Just tell me who’s verses are comparable

A great fan of the bard in his day
He starred in the Scottish play
Fought Macduff like a dervish
Wouldn’t die in the skirmish
And the audience just loved the melee

I divert from the route to Auchmithrie
The home of the Arbroath Smokie
So I try that then
At the But ‘n’ Ben
But the fish is rather dry and boney

I get back on course up a bluff
Where the lanes are lethal and rough
It’s blowing a hooley
The seas are unruly
And when I get there I’ve had quite enough.

A straightforward, quiet first day…