I promised Sheena's father that I would write down my impressions of Scotland.
Whilst in the middle of a songwriting phase I've had certain words and phrases fighting to get out, and this morning a poem erupted.
I'm not going to post it here... not just yet - it's not quite perfect.
But I did manage to distill most of the main ingredients into yet another song this morning.
Her Scotland - although I might change the name of the song to Buried Inside.
What do you think?