Tag: Ken Pickles

Playing the bagpipe for no reason other than the pleasure it gives

Playing the bagpipe for no reason other than the pleasure it gives

By Ken Pickles O tell me, Harper, wherefore flow thy wayward notes of wail and woe, Far down the desert of Glencoe, where none may list thy melody? Say, harp’st thou to the mists that fly, or the dun-deer glancing by, Or the eagle, that from high screams chorus to […]