I was thinking of responding with that comment, myself. But then remembered we have children reading this (you know who you are, Drew)...
And I also thought: "No need to bother saying it. Dughlas is bound to say it, anyway."
A strinkingly shaped mountain, Albert!
It made me think of this one, which is only about a dozen or so miles away from me:
It's called Benwiskin.
It's Irish name is Binn Mhaoiscin.
Binn means "a peak" or "a cliff".
I'm not sure what the second part (Mhaoiscin) means, but it might come from the Irish word meascán, which means "a lump" or "a jumble".
Every time I see it from that angle, I am put in mind of a breaking wave.
Happy Saturday, everyone!
There's a strange yellowy-orange ball of light in the sky here, today. And parts of the sky have turned an unusual blue colour.
Not only that, but the day has this odd brightness about it.
I think it might be an alien invasion.
When I taught second level in England, I used to tell the kids that I had a zip in the back of my head, and always left my brain at home before heading to school, as it was the only way I knew of facing the little terrors darlings each day.
I think some of them actually believed me.