Rampton secure hospital is home to some of the most dangreous people in Britain, with three out of four of its 400 patients responsible for "very serious crimes".

Among those allegedly being held are former nurse Beverley MacAllitt, who became known as the "Angel of Death" after she attacked 13 (white) children and killed four.

The regime at the hospital, which costs £2,000 per patient a week to run, has been criticised in the past for being too "easy". Aye, these Nuts cost £2,000 per patient a week. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/2205956.stm

I think that is too high a price to pay and I am sure you may do so .

And an answer may be at hand.
A new academic book about a time-proven method used by my Cruthine kinfolk to cure the dire issues of mental affliction has been released. The book deals with (the historic methods of) Celtic shamanism with story (and myth) about the methods of the P-Celt and earlier Pictish wisemen or Shamen.

The theory and practice of Celtic shamanism was first annotated in 567 by Arminius and later by DallRiada scholars of learned standing. And Tacitus mentioned it also I feel.
http://www.books-uncovered.co.uk/discounts/9/8928.htm

A strawman.

In the Celtic Nut page (http://aprilgem.com/log/archive/2003/03/15.html) it is written and correctly so I feel, that “The Irish are descended from the Celts, and they've inherited the love of drink and song from them”.

Methinks. :rolleyes:

Maybe we can send the Hmong shaman/killer of six whites over there and he can cure them with his ancient wisdom!

One day old McNutHouseSmere was walking with his wee lassie on some lonely hill in the mist crowned heathr clad highlands of Scotland.

Naturally he was wearing his specific clan-kilt. Both were still teenagers madly in love (this was well over 60 years ago) and very naive towards sexuallity and the ways of the world.

So the lass asks Necht:"So Necht wat ya got under that wee skirt?"

Necht replies:"Well, ya can put ya hand under it and feel"

So the innocent girl does as suggested, "Hey Necht, it feels gruesome!"

Says Necht:"Aye' lassie, if ya touch it again it will grue-some more!"

Nut link > http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/3172286.stm

I disagree.

But few could match the hard nut image of Glaswegian Jock 'The Hat' MacVitie.

Celtic hard nut Jock 'The Hat' MacVitie, was so called I feel because he would never take the hat off that was covering his rufuous bald patch, and did his most infamous work for the famous sassenach Kray Twins gang.

Doing wee small little jobs, MacVitie of the Clan Biscuit family was a dangerous man, afraid not, of the Kray Twins in any way and was often aheard slagging them off. He was a drunkard, took drugs and beat up lassies -a reet nasty piece o'work. It was rumoured that he was paid to kill Leslie Payne (the Kray Twins one time business manager) yet took the money, and never fulfilled the contract. He had been warned by Reg Kray on numerous occasions about his attitude to sassenachs of the London Gangster kind but alas I think, to no avail.

MacVitie was lured to a party in Stoke Newington one Burns night to listen to Andy Stewart records, where he was set on and stabbed to death by Reg Kray.

This last action proved the end to be, of the Krays and their 'Firm'. While the authorities let them get on with criminality in the past they had now gone 'beyond the accepted parameters' and had to be stopped at all costs.

The demise of Celtic hard Nut Jock MacVitie proved to be the downfall of London's Kray Twin gang.

:rolleyes:

[QUOTE=NutHouseSmere]I disagree.

But few could match the hard nut image of Glaswegian Jock 'The Hat' MacVitie.

Celtic hard nut Jock 'The Hat' MacVitie, was so called I feel because he would never take the hat off that was covering his rufuous bald patch, and did his most infamous work for the famous sassenach Kray Twins gang.

Doing wee small little jobs, MacVitie of the Clan Biscuit family was a dangerous man, afraid not, of the Kray Twins in any way and was often aheard slagging them off. He was a drunkard, took drugs and beat up lassies -a reet nasty piece o'work. It was rumoured that he was paid to kill Leslie Payne (the Kray Twins one time business manager) yet took the money, and never fulfilled the contract. He had been warned by Reg Kray on numerous occasions about his attitude to sassenachs of the London Gangster kind but alas I think, to no avail.

MacVitie was lured to a party in Stoke Newington one Burns night to listen to Andy Stewart records, where he was set on and stabbed to death by Reg Kray.

This last action proved the end to be, of the Krays and their 'Firm'. While the authorities let them get on with criminality in the past they had now gone 'beyond the accepted parameters' and had to be stopped at all costs.

The demise of Celtic hard Nut Jock MacVitie proved to be the downfall of London's Kray Twin gang.

:rolleyes:[/QUOTE]

Nary a Scotsman alive with noots hard enough to resist the playin' o' the Andy Stewart records.

[QUOTE=Alex Linder]Nary a Scotsman alive with noots hard enough to resist the playin' o' the Andy Stewart records.[/QUOTE]

Celtic singing icon Andy Stewart was better remembered for lightearted musical tosh such as 'Donald Wheres your trewsers', but his Celtic singing heritage reflected awareness of a darker side:

The Celtic feast of Samhain was considered a time to eliminate weaknesses - our Celtic ancestors slaughtered weak animals and old Grannies that were not likely to survive the winter and their meat was salted and stored for the dark months.

This has evolved into the custom of writing your own weaknesses onto a piece of paper then burning them, and in the 19th century with the advent of Trams and horsedrawn Omnibuses, the wicked custom of throwing old Grannies off the buses during Samhain.

Ever a man with a conscience, Andy Stewart was a campaigning social champion and to protest against that Samhain practice of granny-throwing, he penned his classic song; 'Ye cannae throw your Granny off the Bus" to raise our awareness of an unneccessary slaughter of wee old ladies.

Other nutty Celtic customs in these Winter months included the "scribing of stanes":
Stanes (stones) with a personal mark were thrown into the Yule fire. These had to be retrieved from the ashes to ensure good luck for the coming year, if your stone was missing or damaged it was considered a sign of forthcoming bad luck.

Also known as 'Nutcrack Night', because it was a popular custom at Samhain to throw nuts on the fire (watch out NutHouseSmere laddie) - if a nut burned brightly it meant that the thrower would be alive in twelve months time, and if it flared up brightly it meant marriage within twelve months.

To see if a relationship will last, place two hazelnuts side by side and burn them over a fire. If they stay together as they burn then the couple will last, but if the nuts burst apart the relationship will break up.

Baked cakes were offered up for the souls of the dead. All the family would eat the festival Soul cakes - known as 'barmy brack' cakes in Ireland - which often contained lucky, or unlucky tokens : a coin for fortune, a button for remaining unwed, a ring of Irish Gold for marriage, a wishbone for your heart's desire, a pea for poverty. These rich Celtic traditions are now under sustained assault from the cursed Marxist ideology of 'the multiculturalism'.