Great big red beards. Kilts. Scrooge McDuck.

Bag pipes. Lochness Monster.

Willie from the Simpsons.....;)

Castles

Haggis, one of my grandmothers, kilts, bagpipes, a country I;d love to visit some day.

Lochs and beautiful heather clad mountains with sharp rocky peaks and a distant stag staring straight at me.... waterfalls and icy rivers that we always used to go in on holiday every August, Feshie Bridge and leaping from the side of the gorge into the icy depths... Glen Lyon playing in the river and running around naked when I was 6, floating and playing with my mum dad and brother on 3 logs that drifted to us from upstream. Picnics and grandads tiny gas stove that we cooked bacon on for sarnies, cuppa soup and wrapping ourselves in blankets... My Closest and most loved family being together for a week, sitting round a huge oak table in the cottage, playing cards and games after home cooked meat pie... The dogs running around and getting great uncle Gordon drunk on stella by pouring it into his 2% proof tesco lager cans. Sitting round big fires on all sorts of couches and mismatched chairs while we decide what to play. Arguing over catergories in Beasts Birds and Fishes... explaining to grandmum over and over again that she has played this game before, she just can't remember... and many many more stories including skinny dipping, clay pigeon shooting, grandad falling in the river, games of cricket, rounders, frizbee and catch... They were the happiest times of my life. But grandmum can no longer walk and only wants to stay at home, grandad won't leave her, my brother is at uni in the south, my dad doesn't come on holidays with us, my mum's working, and I'm stuck in the past, full of depression wishing I was little again. x

Hadrian's Wall, built by the Romans to keep those pesky Scots out of their territory (England & Wales).

My clan's tartan. I'm not sure why.

Beautiful mountains. We drove up to Inverness about a month ago for the weekend and I couldn't get over how lovely all the lakes and mountains were that we went past. Now I'm planning to cycle up through it and take it all in first hand.

I think of the highland games, bagpipes,kilts and scotch.

The movie Highlander and defiantly the beautiful country scenes!!!! Love it

Me!! Because I'm sitting here in my office in Glasgow looking out over Trongate and wondering why so many people seem to think that Scotland is only kilts, lochs and mountains. Here's the street I work on: http://www.glasgowguide.co.uk/GG-ORG/Glasgow%20at%20Night/Trongate.jpg

I think of William Wallace.

CURLING!!

Kilts.

Fat Bastard...Git in my belly!

Nessy. I think he's going to vacation in England after all the flooding it's been having

Sean Connery.

kilts and tartens whiskey golf

rain...probably cause i live there!

Beautiful castles and a bagpiper band.

Excellent accents.

Drug addicts and burnt out cars

It reminds me green valleys.

Yard

PRIDE!!!!!! LOVE SCOTLAND DIE FOR SCOTLAND

Scotland rocks, man! =] Hehe (500 miles)

snow

Thank god im home!!! (when you see the sign in Gretna 'welcome to Scotland') even if it has just been a few days its "guide tae git hame"!!!

gettin hame oot the rain tae ma wee cosy bed

Dundee, and my grandmothers difficult childhood.

Misery.

i think of the beautiful young woman I used to talk to from there.

Think of Home.

The unicorn. Scotland's official animal.

Unicorns and haggis.

Loch Ness monster and Glenfinnan Viaduct

nothing connes to nny nnind since ive never been there

Plaid

Home.