By Chick Young BBC Scotland football correspondent

The neighbours have been a little rude don't you think?

When are they going to invite us to have a look round their new dream home?

Presumably, they have forgiven us by now for a couple of sterling efforts to remove their previous abode in instalments back north of the border, most famously in 1977, when the Tartan Army had the pitch, the goalposts and the corner flags in a couple of Transit vans before the London constabulary drew the line at the Wembley Twin Towers.

In any case, the damage caused definitely accelerated the need for about �800m worth of improvements and the New Wembley rose from the rubble at Hollyrood pace. The Pyramids went up quicker.

Scotland played England annually until 1989

Once upon a time, you know, we used to go down to London every couple of years and play spot-the-Englishman as the Scottish invasion turned Wembley into a Highland gathering.

In these days, the one or two home supporters who did bother to turn up waved Union Jacks, a particularly annoying habit since it is one quarter a Scottish flag.

But, in the years since, they have grown into their own identity and realised that they are a wee nation on their own with something in which to be proud - and that's a jolly good thing. No, seriously, it is.

I only bring this up because of the mushrooming idea of a Celtic Cup, a tournament that would be played on a regular basis between Scotland, Northern Ireland, the Republic of Ireland and Wales - the aforementioned Celtic nations.

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This sound about as exciting as watching a washing dry.

It's not even a throwback to the old Home International Championship, during which some of the dullest games were against the Welsh and Northern Ireland. But there was always the salvation of the annual game against the Auld Enemy.

Scotland v England is the oldest football international match. We were the greatest rivals on the planet until somehow the English took a wee shine to playing Germany on a regular basis.

But, in a heartbeat, I would swap our date with destiny at Hampden on 17 November against Italy for a match against the neighbours. I would be much more confident about taking them.

Scotland fans celebrated in controversial fashion in 1977

It really is a crying shame that two countries who live either side of a wall, who trade players on a regular basis - albeit most of the traffic southbound - can't get together for a blooter at the bladder.

Did it ever occur to the English Football Association that it might have been a bow to history to invite Scotland to christen the new Wembley?

A Celtic Cup doesn't light my candle and, to be honest, the biggest fixture of such a competition wouldn't even involve Scotland. It would be the meeting of the two Irelands, which would pack them in.

Look, I've nothing against a wee night out in Belfast, Dublin or Cardiff and, in fact, on social grounds, they are all on the plinth ahead of London, particularly the West End, where prices have gone so crazy that you can now get quite drunk for about �800.

But it's the beautiful game for the beautiful game's sake and the Scottish FA should redirect their efforts to re-instating history.

The world has shrunk and there are countries out there that weren't even invented when we were playing the old Home Internationals.

There are unchartered territories for the Tartan Army that need to be visited before the home towns of our Celtic cousins.

But the next door neighbours. You never tire of battering on their door to ask if you can borrow their goal nets.