While the skirl of bagpipes gets his blood pumping, it is nothing compared to the roar of a football crowd. |
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Before the workers walked through the factory gates to the skirl of pipes, they were addressed by union officials. |
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But there should be more to it than the skirl of the bagpipe and the swirl of the plaid. |
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The water is still, yachts bob gently at anchor, and sea-gulls skirl through the sky. |
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At midnight he led all of us up and down the A64 to the skirl of the pipes, a memorable experience. |
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The skirl of the bagpipes provided a stirring backdrop, and his skin tingled with excitement. |
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And the stuttering, pseudo-Latino skirl of One More Tequila is entirely the wrong choice to close such an otherwise harmless record. |
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At that moment, from the field the fox has just left, there's the skirl of a hunting horn. |
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Not a car horn or police siren could be heard amid the skirl of the pipes of the annual Tartan Day celebrations. |
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And for your wedding video, the stirring beat of Caledonian wind and rain mingled with the skirl of pipes will create a soundtrack worthy of Braveheart. |
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The demotic poetry of Robert Burns or the skirl of bagpipes at Highland gatherings are easily appreciated by immigrants. |
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Here, overlooking the harbor in an untried fortress, kilted pipers, drummers and dancers perform the bagpipe skirl of the islands' pipe band. |
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Inside the Halifax Citadel the sounds of a modern bustling port city are exchanged for the crack of rifle-fire and the skirl of bagpipes. |
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There's something about the skirl of a hundred pipers at sunset. |
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It was a great result and I gave a special skirl on the pipes. |
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Charlie Kennedy needs to give his pipes a skirl and lead the charge. |
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Instead, with the skirl of the bagpipes and a thumping bass beat, on comes Flower of Scotland and we sing along as lustily as if we are at Murrayfield. |
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To the skirl of the pipes, drummer Bronco was laid to rest last week as pals from the fire department pipe band shed tears. |
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The skirl of bagpipes, tartan kilts, the odd Saltire waved in the air, the audience clapping as though they were at a boisterous Highland ceilidh. |
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I thrill to the skirl of the bagpipes and the whump, whump, whump of the big bass drums. |
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