OT: a plea to the scots...
Hello everyone :)
So I've been to scotland for a few days last month - and it was AMAZING!
While being there, I wrote 5 postcards and put them into the same (lovely red) letterbox at the same time. Only one of those cards has arrived.
The sad thing is, that the one that arrived wasn't the one I sent to my Nan. Now... my nan loves postcards and even more so when they're from abroad and have lovely stamps on them.
So here's my question... is there anyone here who hails from scotland and might be kind enough to send my Nan a postcard (in hopes that this one arrives)? I'd of course pay for the card, stamp and trouble via paypal or through a bank... or by buying you a giftcertificate here...
My Nan would be delighted. Which would make me very happy :)
here's hoping
cheers :)
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I've sent postcards that have taken up to 3 months to get to their destination. For what ever reason, postcards are not treated with the same care a card or letter in an envelope is.
So, if you want your postcards to get through in a timely manner, put them in an envelope and affix a first class stamp.
You always get home before the postcard arrives, even if you posted it the first day. It's a law of the universe!
Was there enough postage to send it air mail? It's been a while since I sent one, and the system's changed a few times since, but air mail always used to take a week or so to get across the Pond (I'm assuming a US address?). If it wasn't enough for air mail, it might take several weeks to a month or three travelling surface mail. (My uncle went on a cruise holiday many years ago, and the postcards were still trickling in weeks after he got home.)
Actually just a plain old austrian address... would just have to cross the channel to the mainland and then go through two countries... I hope there's enough postage on it, since I explicitly asked for the correct postage to send it to austria. allthough... austria is small - tinsy tiny compared to the us *lol* - so who knows if the lovely lady understood what I asked for. Might have thought I asked for postage to Australia... Is it cheaper within the commonwealth?
don't give me ideas... I'd have to add a scott to that plea that could tell me all about the story of that particular whiskey and why I should'nt taint my virgin mouth with a strong one before I get the taste for it (yes, that was actually what I've been told - allthough in better words. still... the virgin mouth was in there ^^)... or to just read me the phonebook or some instruction manual or... anything. I just ADORE that scottish accent.
Thanks for your thoughts anyone... so there's still hope. :) That's good. I will absoluteley go with the envelopeoption the next time I'm sending her a postcard though, that does make a lot of sense.
It is WHISKY, Uisge Beatha, whiskey is the irish spelling
Water of Life!
Aqua Vitae
I like, I think it's called Irish Bailey's Cream, but haven't had any in over 20 years. I forget about such things since I don't drink often.
wisgi Cymreig
Well, BlazeMystEra, I live in Scotland and would be pleased to send a card to an address in Austria.
Forget about any kind of payment.
The problem might be getting a suitable card. I live in the South West - the nearest post-card scenery is the Isle of Arran. Below is the view of it from the mainland not too far from where I live. (The link is very long but just links to a Bing image).
The problem is getting hold of a nice postcard - the ones from my home town tend to show local monuments and such -very boring. If I get to GLasgow in the next week or so I might get something showing the Highlands. It might be easier to get a small pamphlet with many pictures - would that be OK?
If you think I can help, I guess I can get the address sent by PM?
https://www.bing.com/images/search?view=detailV2&ccid=UpFlTXQL&id=7774F153DF6E387DE5E5BDD7F2E4941BA380467D&thid=OIP.UpFlTXQLi6d2VnTfj4eYJwEsDA&q=images+of+arran&simid=608026749204369050&selectedindex=19&ajaxhist=0&first=1
Whoopsie, Sorry for the misspelling :)
Can we just pretend I ... uhm ... had some swigs of all the waters of life that tend to change your typing patterns?
Thank you for your offer Marcus Severus. And sorry for answering so late.. I've not been to the forums for a while. Which is dumb seeing as I am pleaing here. Sheesh...
I'll send you a PM :)
And my... do you live in a nice little corner of our world! I need to win the lottery urgently to visit all kinds of such corners :)
Hello, again.
I've been checking messages for details but I haven't received anything.
I took a look at postcards locally but I may be in the city at the weekend where there should be a much better chance of picking up something nicer.
I'm glad you liked the picture I linked to but the mountains shown are nothing compared to those in Austria!
I went twice to the Otztal and can't understand why I didn't return again and again. Life gets in the way, I suppose.
Cool! Just curious - does "wisgi" have an older meaning: "water" as it does in Gaelic?
I think it is proto-Pictish for "you spilled my pint"
Welsh is the nearest language to British (Brythonic) and water in welsh is dwr And to pronounce that you have to remember that w is a vowel, and it is double u.
Wisgi should really be spelled chwisgi according to Geiriadur Prifysgol Cymru, but possibly Penderyn felt that might be a bit complicated for a name when they were trying for the international market with their Welsh Whisky.
Penderyn is a rural village in Cynon Valley, Rhondda Cynon Taf, Wales It is the home of Penderyn Whisky, produced by the Penderyn Distillery (formerly the Welsh Whisky Company (Y Cwmni Wisgi Cymreig)). The award-winning single malt whisky is the only whisky distilled in Wales, launched in 2004 after an absence of whisky distilling in Wales for more than 100 years.
BTW edited to say that this is one of those times when you realise you shouldn't trust Wikipedia (If you actually click on the link), as Penderyn whisky distillery is in Penderyn, which is not in the Brecon Beacons. It is (according to Penderyn distillery) in the foothills of the Brecon Beacons, but on a map you will see that is is actually a mile or so from from the actual Brecon Beacons National Park.
Thanks for the explanation! I am now determined to find a store that carries this so I can try it.
This is their website
http://penderyn.wales/
I sent it anew and hope that it isn't as much of a snail as the postcards are *lol*
Seems that the old saying about the gras being greener on the other side holds true. It's always funny to hear someone praise things about my lovely austria. I love it here but - having grown up in the alps-region - our Mountains don't hold that much sway. Alltough... I have to admit that standing on a mountain top is great. Since I'm a bit of a sloth I'm doing that far to seldom ^^ - but that is true everywhere in the world and I'm guessing that standing in the middle of the desert or on a boat in the middle of the ocean or jungle is just great too :)
If there ever was a reason to wish for being rich I guess it's being able to travel to all the awesome places around the world (in comfort and without having to think where you get your food from or where you sleep).
that might conjure up some interesting reactions upon ordering *lol*
Hi BlazeMystEra - my message box is empty still - I haven't ever received a message here so I wonder if I have some sort of setup glitch or have missed out some initiation step in my account. But I have been a member here for years.
What you say about your native land reminds me of people from Valencia in Spain who preferred the congested South East of England to their home area. Whereas millions of British people love Spain - for holidays at least. I guess everywhere in the world is someone's back yard.
When I lived in the south of England, I often met foreign visitors who asked me about touring Scotland and I was always telling them of how they could have a horrible time because of the weather and the number of places which are really tiny with nothing to do. Yet every time they returned saying they had had a great time - especially they all loved Edinburgh. I could go there any day but never see the attraction - apart from my liking of being among tourists because other people enjoying themselves can be infectious.
Anyway, I hope that I can get the postcard sent!
Aaaahhh - I was looking in the wrong place for messages. So I now have the two you sent!
Tomorrow I'm not free but I'll try to send something on tuesday.
In case this helps anyone - I was going to my account and looking for messages. Instead I needed to click on the gear icon at the top right of the Forum screen.
Marcus, are you looking in the message box associated with the store (you get to it via a menu which comes up when you click the little blue person thingy), or the one associated with the forum (which you get to via a menu when you click on the gears in the blue bar, just beneath the blue person thingy)? I thought I'd ask just in case you're as easily confused as I was (am!). If not, chances are someone else reading this might be :)
Hi, Astracadia, yes, I was looking in the wrong place - I didn't realize that there were two places for messages. Thanks for the info.
I'm pleased to say that I bought some postcards of Scottish sights when I was in Glasgow today and have sent them by Airmail.
I'm happy to have helped with such a simple request - even though it has taken a while with the delay over finding the PMs!
Often in Glasgow I see these guys but they weren't out today. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQbqTpXPrg8
By contrast here is Scottish dancing in the USA - which is how it takes place at weddings, sometimes, or at other events.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5J-m8TxaLm0 - I just found this at random before I saw it was in the States!
As small children we had to do some of this at school. How cruel they were. But wearing a kilt is something I've never done and never will do! Yet it isn't a totally uncommon sight.
I remember being driven through Bavaria on the return from one of those Austrian trips I mentioned and I saw a tall man dressed exactly like Pinochio - I suppose Bavarian costume gets worn in Bavaria but it still surprised me.
Yikes! I'm rambling away now - it is an OT thread at least!
I'm glad I could help with the PM thing. I was quite moved by the mental image of BlazeMystEra's nan waiting for a postcard that never came!
We did English country dancing during the lunch break at school, the sole motivation of every single person who joined the group being to get in out of the cold and rain once a week. I expect we were a right nightmare for the teacher, and not just because we were only there because we didn't want to be somewhere else. It was an all-girls school, and we spent most of the lesson arguing about who had to pretend to be the male partners - 'But, Miss - I was a bloke last week!' :)
All girls school or not - there is a bit of the Tom Sawyer rebelliousness in all children! (If I can put it that way). To adults children look super-cute but when you're a child of six or seven being made to dance in a lesson is ***lish!
You had a hard choice:
Teacher: OK children, it's cold, wet and horrible out there but out there you must go!
Class: (Horrified, collective sharp intake of breath) - Aaaaagh No!
Teacher: But once a week you may come into the light and warmth of the school where Miss Parkinson will give you dance lessons.
Class: (Horrified, collective sharp intake of breath) - Aaaaagh No! But wait! Did she say warm?
Strangely, some of the best parties I went to when I was older were barn dances where someone who knew what they were doing called out the moves and half the fun was getting all mixed up into a complete shambles.
Oh yes, I'd better add - isn't Daz software marvellous?
Very nice! No drummers here, but I sometimes see a piper going at it in the city centre, beside the big statue of King Edward with a seagull sitting on his head.
Seems a bit tame; I didn't see a single collision. I remember once the family went off for a cousin-of-a-cousin's wedding, and during the dancing afterwards, at one point I was doing the twirly thing in the middle with a girl half my size. On about the second revolution, both of us realised that if either of us lost our grip, she'd be hurled across the room like a pinball.