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The initial draft of the following poem was written at a table in the beer garden of the Victoria Hotel, just across the bay from Tarbert Castle where my tent was pitched for the duration of the Music Festival 2006.
THE PHANTOM 0’ THE FESTIVAL
Ae day A went tae pitch ma tent
i the gruns 0’ Tarbert Castle
But first Ad asked the Tourist Board
Wha said twad be nae hassle.
But ne’er again dae A intend
On sic an expedition
For t’was nae lark, when efter dark
A saw this apparition.
It dreeped doon frae the castle wa
A’ glowin’ green an slimy
Thain made its way doon tae the bay
An’ breenged intae the briny.
Next day, A never cracked a licht
Aboot it, for ma thinkin’
Was if A had, they’d cry me mad
Or ask whit Ad been drinkin’.
Well as for me, A wish tae see
Nae mair phantasmagoria
Sae come next year, A’lt stick tae beer
An’ stey - at the Victoria!
@ Copyright ‘Poetry Pairtly Scots’ Donald Munro Graham