We Present :: Ivashko Medvedko I was going to tell you about this summer's journey to the far north-west of these islands, when Rima and I took the Ivashko Medvedko show on the road. I was going to make you marvel at tales of our adventures and cause you to gasp with reverence at the beauty of Scotland. I was going to perhaps even dazzle you with the grace of my prose descriptions of our travels and this land. Really, I was. Luckily, Rima has done it all over at The Hermitage , in what we suspect to be the longest blog entry she's ever posted (and Rima is not known for the brevity of her offerings...) It's a beauty. If you're interested in what we've been up to (and that's just the half of it, take it from me -- there's plenty more to come!) do go over there and have a look. But, I promised you sound. I let slip that there was a recording of the Elshieshields recording of Ivashko Medvedko and I would never, ever tantalise you with such information without delivering on such promises of joy! So, here, with all its errors of omission and sins of commission, I present for your delectation and delight, Rima and myself performing the peerless Russian folktale in the barns at Elshieshields. I suggest you make a cup of tea or take a cup of kvass and settle back for the show -- it's over an hour long. And