Hamish

This is Hamish*. Like, when I got back to Stirling tonight, I was hame-ish. Just another wee journey to follow (ha....get it?! I'm such a comedian). Anyhow, I spotted him today hiding under some stairs at the training venue. I don't know why he's tucked away. He should be out displayed proudly. He reminds me of Highland toffee which reminds me of wham bars which were amazing. But probably incredibly bad for your teeth.

Also, my parents have told me if I'd been a boy I would be called Hamish. No offence to people named Hamish but I'm so glad I got two x chromosomes.






*I don't know if he is called Hamish I made that up because it seems reasonable.