The Glasgow Times has sold out. Apparently two local chaps have reported an orgy taking place in a dive with the initials A.B. Naturally, I'm pleading innocent. I know nuffink. I shall draw the blinds and take the phone off the hook. No comment!
After Cataract op I understand I need sunglasses.
Glamorous Granny Gloria, Pickles and tuk-tuk all the way to John Lewis..
As I am in need of peace and tranquility, I shall leave you lot to your rampaging. I managed to collar a couple of Glaswegians on my way. They have been celebrating several things for several nights and begged me to drop them off. Their kilts are a tad short. Hairy legs. Sturdy calf muscles. The pride of Glasgow. PLEASE treat them with the respect they deserve. I shall check on the state of play in the morning.
Ah, young love, I was 17 at the time when Jock McBru composed that .