As a kind of requiem, I just sent this to the Dalrymple.
Just to show you that perhaps grass can grow under your feet.
I took this issue up with every accessible person in your organisation, they ranged from a sympathetic but un-moved secretary to a raging gay who screamed and screamed. The old dear died last week but the story still lives.
I am proud to be Scottish, you appear to be the flipside, the caricature that spoils the good reputation of our people.
Read it and weep Tam, ma bonnie lad.
http://www.pprune.org/passengers-slf...globespan.html