The Road to Cullen

At first there’s a lot of grey in things 

The buildings as well as the skies

Funny what new perspective brings

The world through Roy Orbison’s eyes

Banff means piglet in Scottish

Though Holy Woman is what some claim

Personally I think that’s snobbish

Piglet’s a cute little name

The town itself is quite cute

It must look glorious in sun

But after coffee I shoot

Nothing much here to detain one

Pretty villages pepper the coastline 

Alongside the wild Moray Firth

The quaint little harbours still shine

But the boats are of dubious worth

As I roll down the hill into Cullen

I simply don’t know what to think

There’s only a chippy & an Indian

Where I’d set my heart on the skink.

Findhorn