Applecross pass.
Applecross pass..
Applecross pass...
Maître Plume.
Bon on s'en va , mais attention, on reviendra !!!…
Les petits galets.
Les petits galets.
Maître Jean-Marc
Restaurant de la plage.
Round about eight.
Chacun sa m..... (manie) .
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Ardvreck.
Ardvreck...
Ullapool.
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Five men in a boat
Camping car dog .
Poteau dans la brume.
Scourie bay.
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Lignes.
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Dis , où t'as mis le répulsif crénom de diou?? / S…
Où t'as mis le répulsif ? / Where did you put the…
Transition 5.
Transition 4.
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Neist point.
Neist point.
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Talisker.
Les lignes électriques.
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Pompiste.
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Kilt rock.
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I just down from the Isle of Skye
I'm no very big but I'm awful shy
All the lassies shout as I walk by,
"Donald, Where's Your Trousers?"
Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt I go
All the lassies cry, "Hello!
Donald, where's your trousers?"
I went to a fancy ball
It was slippery in the hall
I was afeared that I may fall
Because I nay had on trousers
I went down to London town
To have a little fun in the underground
All the Ladies turned their heads around, saying,
"Donald, where's your trousers?"
The lassies love me every one
But they must catch me if they can
You canna put the breeks on a highland man, saying,
"Donald, where's your trousers?"
beverley has replied to Ch'an clubADMIRED in CONTRASTS 4U
written with a scottish accent of course ;-)
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