Monday, February 26, 2007

wOrKeRs In WeLLiEs


The song below is one that l used to sing in the playground when l was in primary school.

THE WELLY BOOT SONG
(McEwen)

Wellies they are wonderful, oh wellies they are swell,
Cause they keep oot the water, an' they keep in the smell,
An' when yer sittin in a room, you can always tell,
When some bugger takes off his wellies.

If it wasna for your wellies where would you be?
You'd be in the hospital or infirmary,
Cause you would have a dose of the flu or even pluracy,
If you didna have your feet in your wellies!

But when yer oot walking, in the country way about
An yer strolling over fields just like a fairmer's herd.
And somebody shouts "Keep aff the grass," and you think "How absurd;"
And, squelch, you find why fairmers a' wear wellies.

Chorus

There's fishermen and firemen, there's farmers an a',
Men oot digging ditches an' working in the snaw;
This country it would grind tae a halt and no' a thing would graw
If it wasna for the workers in their wellies.

Chorus

Noo Edward Heath and Wilson, they havna made a hit,
They're ruining this country, mair than just a bit,
If they keep on the way they are goin', we'll all be in the sh..,
So you'd be'er ge(t) your feet in your wellies.

Chorus


Tune: "The Work of the Weavers."
Recorded by Billy Connolly on _Cop yer whack for this_; Polydor (1974).
Note: Connolly remarks:
I'd like now to sing a song about Scottish Highland national dress...
Wellington boots. Did you think it was the kilt? Edinburgh's the only
place you see kilts, really. Teuchters wear wellies. And the welly is a
great, great form of clothing. It used to be the great mark of poverty
in Partick: wellies in the summer.
And when you're lying on the beach in Spain trying to let on you're a
millionaire... wi' a four bob cigar an a seven bob bottle of champaign.
You're found oot to be working class cause you've got welly marks on yer
legs. Two rings of No Confidence

[teuchter=stranger...in this case "highlanders"]
[Partick=a working class section of Glasgow]

LYRICS FROM HERE

Friday, February 23, 2007

CoLoUr & WoRd CoNfUsIoN

I saw this in one of my husband's training manuals. I tried it and felt confused and disorientated. But then I do. Apparently the right side of the brain tries to say the colour while the left tries to read the word. I can now understand how confused Blair must have felt and panicked when he read the words SOCIALISM and LABOUR in the same sentence a decade ago.



Thursday, February 22, 2007

So, WhAt'S tHaT bUtToN fOr?

What’s the chance of a tipper truck getting jammed under an overhead motorway sign? Well it happened somewhere between Glasgow and Stirling today. Luckily the car and truck driver escaped injury.


A force spokesman said: "This is a highly unusual set of circumstances and the operation to remove the rear section of the truck from beneath the gantry is a delicate one."

Photo & BBC News HERE

Monday, February 12, 2007

JuSt LeGaLiSeD cOuNciL gRaFfiTi

Is this really necessary? We didn't have a problem with this junction before so why now?
As for our own street, there is still a legal dispute as to whether the double yellow lines are entirely legal. Before there was no problem but now we have created a thoroughfare for young boy racers. Our children have to cross between parked cars and neighbours are vying for space to park- not a pretty sight! When parking across the street l worry every time l take Sam from his car seat and unload the shopping~ hense the reason we're putting in a driveway.
More blasted yellow lines to add to our neighbourhood’s decline, and because it is the Council- they get away with it. Hmmf!