The kids of today and their bad language

Sam has started using words like: actually, apparently and unfortunately. All in context I’ll have you know. Now, when I was Sam’s age, if I would have actually used the word apparently I would, unfortunately, have had my head kicked in by most of the kids on our street for being a posh git.

Haggis, neeps and tatties

The McNeveratoss clan are heading north for what should be a glorious week in the land of; haggis, neeps, tatties, whisky, golf, munroes (a few of which I plan to climb), corbets; glens and big hairy jocks wearing skirts and nae trollies.

The major objective being the wedding of cousin-in-law Chris to the lovely Amanda next weekend in Glasgow at the House for an Art Lover. Cathy and I have a rare opportunity to embarrass Grandma, Grandad, Aunty, cousins, cousin’s new wife, cousin’s new wife’s family, cousin’s new wife’s family’s friends (nightmare puncuation I know but hey what the hell it’s my blog!) and son in one fell swoop with just several G&Ts and a visit to the the mosh pit!

Normal (such as it around here) blogging service may be resumed shortly.

Just for the record, if you believe that you have a soul, take it to Scotland (if you believe that you don’t have a soul, or if you’re undecided, take it to Scotland anyway).

More beer, bigger women and a shorter working week!

The United kingdom have again elected the government that they deserve. As usual, just for the record, don’t go blaming me when you have a barcode on your forehead, security cameras in your toilet and all your hard earned wages disappear in stealthy taxes, I didn’t vote for the interfering fuckers!