My town is old, like really old.

So, as I mentioned I'm from Scotland, I've lived here all my life. The village I grew up in is actually the oldest continually lived in settlement in Europe (I think), it has been lived in since around the stone age, and most of the people who live there haven't evolved much since, I'm just kidding. The village I grew up in is just outside a town on the west coast by the sea, and as nice as that sounds, it is a dump. Perhaps that's my Scottish pessimism but it is really awful. It's small town were most people are unemployed and are in a really bad place, most people leave school at 16 (which is legal here in Scotland I'm not sure if it's same in England), although more people are staying on but only because there's no jobs. I know that other people love where there from but I don't, I mean there are parts of it I like, such as family and friends and few select places, but there's not much.

Having said that though Robert Burns, the famous poet, lived in my town for a while and we're quite proud of that, the house which he stayed in is now a museum, a really very small one at that. We also have a festival every year in August called Marymass, the origins of this festival aren't really know but it's between two stories. The first is that Mary Queen of Scots was travelling and she made a stop here and stayed in the castle of our town and thus we held a festival for her, or in my opinion the more likely origin is that it was to celebrate the Virgin Mary, obviously at the time the festival was created in the middle ages Christianity was big, so it wouldn't be that much of a stretch to come to that conclusion, particularly if you pull apart the word, Mary mass, I don't really remember much else about that origin but the last time I was told it I was ten so, yeah. Basically though, the festival consist of a parade with the Marymass Queen and her Marys in a horse pulled carriage and floats, the shows (carnival rides), donkey races and the greasy pole (a pole covered in grease with a ham at the top and teams try to climb the pole to win the ham). So I guess my town isn't that bad now that I think about it.

I was going to write maybe a little about Glasgow but I already mentioned that in my last blog so I think I might leave it at that. Also, please excuse my over use of brackets.