On occasion, Friend-über-special has accused
me of telling her a cock and bull story.
She does not, for example, believe that there used to be wild haggis
roaming the croft next door.
I
wonder if she will believe that there is still a cockerel next door but one and
a bull outside the town’s main supermarket.
Hamish the Bull was created by Uisdean
Paterson of Aird Tong, with help from the Stornoway Trust. Hamish can be seen standing proudly on Macaulay
Road outside the Co-op.. The Trust held a competition to choose a name and
received well over 70 suggestions including Seoras, Hector and Macaulay. Catherine Duffy's suggestion of Hamish won
the prize.
that is one mean-looking huge bull!
ReplyDeleteHamish is the right name for this charismatic bull.
ReplyDeleteI love Hamish! Of course my little ceramic Hamish fits in my china cupboard better, but this one is beautiful! xoxox
ReplyDeleteHa reminds me of a Tale my Dad used to tell. How there used to be a Taylors Ahop accross the road from the Knox Church. That taylor had a Rooster above a pair of trousers for his sign. Seemingly the good church people saw some Problem with this and insisted he remove the sign.
ReplyDeleteThe Taylor left the Rooster but removed the Trousers.
And announced that the Trousers had gone bu the Cock was still standing :-)
Cute. That's one big bull.
ReplyDeleteThis is an impressive addition to a rather dull bit of road.
ReplyDeleteFrom the title I thought that was going to be a blog about entering fields with bulls!
ReplyDeleteWell Friend-über-special may be right. I haven't seen a wild haggis for a while. I think it's because the lack of sheep letting the grass grow too long has discouraged them.
ReplyDeleteSo you have proof that at least one of your bull stories is true! That is an interesting statue, and i like the name.
ReplyDeleteNow that, my friend, is a HUGE bunch of bull! *wink*
ReplyDeleteMy goodness what a big mean looking brute....I still like him.... though I wouldn't want him to come alive.
ReplyDeleteWonderful sculpture!
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