This was the Carron Ironworks, now eleven years old, and a canal was being made from Grangemouth-on-Forth to carry their products to the world.
The intersection of these three personalities generated as much comedy as the increasingly bizarre situations that they found themselves in.Their trademark was the "Trandem" — a bicycle-built-for-three which they invariably mounted and fell off of once per episode before riding to their next adventure.And the spectator, according as he was a lover of old things or an amateur of novelties, would have sighed or approved.The little city, strung from the Castle to Holyroodhouse along her rib of hill, where more history had been made than in any place of like size save Athens, Rome and Jerusalem—which, according to the weather and the observer’s standpoint, looked like a flag flung against the sky or a ship riding by the shore—was enlarging her bounds and entering upon a new career.Notable for having someone die laughing whilst watching it.
Not to be confused with Tim: We shall make a new world...a better world for our children.
But now the moat of the Nor’ Loch was spanned, and on its farther shore building had begun according to the plans of the ingenious Mr Craig.
He had heard much of these plans that morning in Lucky Boyd’s hostelry—of how a new Register House, with the Adam brothers as architects, and paid for out of the forfeited Jacobite estates, was designed to rise at the end of the new bridge.
Another sight of some significance was to be had in the same year at the same season.
From every corner of the north droves of black cattle were converging on Falkirk moor for the great autumn Tryst.
More inclined to vaudeville-like humour than the Pythons, the Goodies never quite got the respect they deserved — despite the fact that they lasted at least three times as long on the air.