Saturday, 29 October 2011

You can take the girl out of England...

L and I are listening to the Proclaimers, unofficial patron saints of Scotland (where we have now lived for 18 months).

"Why are they singing in French?" wonders L.

Not fully assimilated yet then.



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4 comments:

  1. Mrs T29 October 2011 at 18:09

    That's my girl!

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  2. Nikkii29 October 2011 at 23:00

    A widnae worry - they're Fifers - naebody understands them ;)

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  3. Iota 30 October 2011 at 01:35

    I believe Auchtermuchty is indeed in France.

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  4. Harriet8 November 2011 at 19:59

    Mrs T - if that's your idea of moral guardianship, B will be having words.

    Nikkii - a fair point, and well made (even if it was in a foreign language!)

    Iota - indeed. It's Auchtermuchty-sur-mer isn't it?

    Ellen - the problem is, when she's trying to be funny she just says "poo"... I think she has a way to go on humour!

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I know. I'm sorry. I hate these word recognition, are you a robot, guff things too, but having just got rid of a large number of ungrammatical and poorly spelt adverts for all sorts of things I don't want, and especially don't want on my blog, I'm hoping that this will mean that only lovely people, of the actually a person variety, will comment.

So please do. Comments are great...

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