Gaelic Songs Of Upper Deeside

Twenty years I've sat in this bookshop Under the sign ‘Miscellaneous'. ‘You're a niche book, 'my owner tells me. ‘But at least you're not in a charity shop Gathering dust with second hand tat.' 'Thig crìoch air an t-saoghal, ach mairidh gaol is ceòl. The end of the world will come, but love and music will last, ' He reassures me. ‘There's a whole shelf of Harry Potters They're out as fast's they're in Blink and they're gone, ' I moan. ‘Dickens, Shakespeare, they're always in demand, ' I complain. ‘Cha ‘n i ‘bhó ‘s àirde géum a's mò bainne - The loudest cow isn't always the best milker, ' he replies. ‘Not so many customers buying now, ' I say. ‘It'll be the economic storm going round the world.' ‘Sheideadh e na h-adharcan de ghobhar, It would blow the horns off a goat, ' he sighs. Ochone, I think to myself, being a niche book, at least I'm out of the cold.