Indulf
Ildulb mac Causantín, anglicised as Indulf, nicknamed An Ionsaighthigh, "the Aggressor" (died 962) was king of Scots from 954. He was the son of Constantine II (Causantín mac Áeda); his mother may have been a daughter of Earl Eadulf I of Bernicia, who was an exile in Scotland.
John of Fordun and others supposed that Indulf had been king of Strathclyde in the reign of his predecessor, based on their understanding that the kingdom of Strathclyde had become a part of the kingdom of Alba in the 940s. This, however, is no longer accepted.
The Chronicle of the Kings of Alba says: "In his time oppidum Eden", usually identified as Edinburgh, "was evacuated, and abandoned to the Scots until the present day." This has been read as indicating that Lothian or some large part of it, fell to Indulf at this time. However, the conquest of Lothian is likely to have been a process rather than a single event, and the frontier between the lands of the kings of Alba and Bernicia may have lain south and east of Edinburgh many years before Indulf's reign.
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This Is How It Ends
I hope to god we make it
we're running low on backup plans tonight
i'm scared to death of failing
i'm throwing everything i've got in to
making sure that it's not over and we're not out
this is how it goes
you'd never guess we're heroes from the hoods and the headphones
a little shy at first
but give us time we're building up to something that you'll love
we are six months late
but nothing's changed
you're all still waiting for us
to come through as the seconds count down
save the day
we are specialists in second chances
third time lucky this time round
close enough to taste it
but could have guessed it's bitter-sweet by sight
just promise me it's worth this
i promise i'll keep going even though
we are catalysts for close-calls and sellouts
this is how it goes
you'd never guess we're heroes from the hoods and the headphones
this is how this all should end now
this is how it goes
trying to make beginners luck hold out til we turn pro
never let a good thing get in the way
of talking up a good game we never play
and calling out the bad guys
just to save the day again
