This story was written in response to a Writers’ Circus challenge to create a story inspired by a song or piece of music.

The story started with me listening again to Paslm 23, The Lord’s my Shepherd, sung to the tune Crimond by the long defunct Glasgo Orpheus Choir under the direction of Sir Hugh Roberton. This choir’s SABT rendering is in a distictive Kelvinside accent and has long been a favourite of ours.

It stirs me, often to the edge of tears.

Here is the hyperlink:

https://youtu.be/7BciFYFtmbY?si=oLWu9LnpwSEUgqgA

We have just returned from a short stay at Siverdyke Caravan park, Anstruther where the the first version of this tale was tapped out on my iPad, becoming one of a small batch of stories created by a similar process.

Without further ado, I invite you to read on.