A helicopter pilot started having engine trouble while flying over the Scottish highlands, and had to make an emergency landing in the middle of a sheep pasture. He got out and walked over to where the shepherd was sitting and smoking his pipe.
“I say, good fellow,” said the pilot. “Can you tell me where I might find a mechanic?”
The shepherd shook his head.
“Nae, laddie,” he said. “But I kin tell ye where to find a McPherson or a McCormick.”