Blurb:

I am drinking a Glayva

in search of my mother

who drank occasionally,

not like a highlander at all,

that or port and lemon.

They are elusive her lot,

photo shy, not even buried

where they’re meant to be,

the odd picture of a cottage,

collie dog, honeysuckle.

It’s like they were planning

all along to go to earth.

Taking in the years of the pandemic, McMillan’s poetry takes us on a trip through his life and imagination, his hopes, observations and dreams.

It’s never less than an interesting journey. He is an accessible, humorous and tender writer. He is one of Scotland’s best.

Praise for Hugh McMillan:

McMillan’s imagination has a mind of its own. – THE HERALD on Not Actually Being in Dumfries

In a Scottish literary scene crowded with excellence, McMillan is unique in the angle and tone of his attack on the familiar. – IAN DUHIG on Heliopolis

For 25 years the teacher from Penpont has been penning verse in his individual form to some of the highest praise and it is this talent and originality that has won him countless awards - DAILY RECORD.