Last year I had to say goodbye to my Ibiza
it was with a heavy heart I left her at the scrap yard but The Mother or The Nana depending on who Im speaking to rang The Brother and he came up with a midlife crisis car
so seeing as The Mother arranged the car for me I had to take her Galavanting first to Yetholm for lunch on a nice day
then to the Castle gate (yip we're in a cemetery) putting flowers on dads grave
then on mothers day a wee trip back home as in where I was brought up over the red road
with Cheviot behind and the sea in front its a fabulous road over the northumberland moors
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