From A Stop In Scotland

By Colleen Walter Brooks

Colleen Walker Brooks is a prolific writer whose brilliance has kept alive the true art of dry humor.  In most part, Colleen resides among the beauty of her over-sized boudoir of pale pinks and greens in satins and raw silks.

We find her gracefully intertwined within pillows, scattered hitherto amidst a chaise longue.  Colleen’s eyes look up and smile. With pen in hand, knee clutching monogrammed pad, she speaks softly, eloquently, her left hand clutching a long, brown cigarillo, the fumes occasionally embracing her lips.  Her imagination soars.

Josephina Lea Mascioli-Mansell


 Through a bedside stack of periodicals and tourist guides during a stay at Inverness Inn:

(one block from Newark Castle)
– Presents –
A free history lecture by Major Wigton Duart (Retired)
April 10th – 7 O’clock P.M.


If you are touring Lochivinnie and climb the donkey trail above Pinkie Moor, be sure to visit Dambey Watchtower and Souvenir Shop, an authentic seventeenth century watchtower built of petrified thatch by the Earl of Dambey as a defense against attacking McCormacks of Moy. Keepsake “thatchurary” may be purchased on the landing. All representations, historic or fictional, come generously seeded with buttercups and prairie pimpernels. Any purchase, Sir Walter Scott, Dick Whitington’s Cat, The Glenkieth bridge strangler, 9” Gilpin Horner (hobgoblin once believed to wither potatoes and put hairs in the bath water) enriches


 Found: I have discovered slipped beneath our pantry wainscoting a cloth which, though admittedly moth disfigured, I believe to be a valuable antique tapestry, either of a Bear Baiting or the Baptism of James VI.

Collectors Contact:
Hon. Thompson Wachett
Cheddar Park
Northfield, Glasgow


Sir – It was with interest that I noted the comments of O. Egglery about a marked distemper occurring in tree owls during mid-spring. We have, in-fact had so much of this sort of trouble here at the sanctuary that I feel compelled to make the following observations:

Churlishness in owls is almost always associated with the “upper-class” owl. Phenomenon first noted, I believe, by the American, J. Audubon. This takes place here late afternoons when one owl, usually the loudest hooter, takes a position under a south facing cave or sometimes a large leaf and is waited upon for several days by the others, who bring him insects and mice and even occasionally hazelnuts. During what we amusedly call the “clubman” period, we have sometimes found the servant owls crossly invading our dining room. We have learned, however, the buttering the window sills until they are slippery will discourage such enterings, and I urge anyone confronted with the same problem to try it. Word of caution: should a buttered owl manage to get in, it is wiser not to interfere with it.

Maria Leatherburry
Owl Cross
Griggs Valley, Edinburgh

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