SARID wrote:Tae try an cheer him up a wee bit, Ah pointed oot tae him that as long as we kept takin the pills prescribed by Snoddy, we'd be aroond for a good while yit
I wouldn't be too sure of that SARID, there's only so many 'Parrots Eat Them All' that your liver and kidneys will stand. I'm far from certain it is really such a wonderful cure all. They say Asprin is far more beneficial, but I think they cost a halfpenny more per dozen and when you consider the dozens of them consumed in this village, the saving is not inconsiderable. A handful of Jelly Beans would do much the same for your peers, as I'm afraid when they start to focus on their mortality in favour of their morality, the rot has set in. It'll be the gin next and then the 'Self Raising Knickers' again, but this time to hold in the incontinence pads!
Sanyanya is just jumping on the bandwagon with the Self Raising knickers. From what I remember, it was the self-releasing variety that his family specialised in, when they weren't 'Going Commando'. However, that helped keep the blue bottles away from the potted herring at the back of the tent.
Chaffing for finches was outlawed many moons ago Roger, indeed Sanyanya may have been the last man to be tried for contravening the local by-law. I'm sure the game-keeper had to liberate 20 score plus ten of the wee devils. You can just imagine the noise coming from under the canvas, never mind the smell. Ach well, it could have been worse, it could have been gannets........
Don't jeest leave it at yer erse, everything has a place ....................so keep it Pongal!