I'll give them to my nephew when he comes for Christmas--he lives in FL where it's not too cold to swim during the winter.
Throwing my job at the next poster, please send me a better one--less stress, a boss with better ethics and who doesn't want to make me a high-pressure salesperson like him. Ta
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God then made man. The Italians for their beauty. The French for their cuisine. The Welsh for their voices. The Germans for their cars. And on and on until He looked at what He had created and said, "This is all very well, but no-one is having fun. I'll have to make an Irishman."
I take the the job and sub it out a couple of migrant works.
I throw a CD of Highland Christmas by The McCallans (my favorite) to the next poster.
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The Scots of course insist that the pipes produce music. But the point is after all not too important. For those who love them, the pipes can evoke more vividly than any other instrument, high emotion, they can inspire valor, and tell of tragic tales of battles long ago. They can call forth merriment or sentiment. It does not matter what the sound is called, those who are deaf to its merits would not understand anyway.