I didnae dae the milk roond this morn-when there's a crew oan the milk float there's nae the same urgency tae turn up as opposed tae having the responsibility o' yir oan milk barrie. After breakfast I went intae town wie Maw for new stuff; I got some great shoes and clothes-I'm ower the moon wie them!
Once back home Les and I played at bounds which wiz guid fun-guid athletic sort o' stuff, before nipping doon tae 'The Store' tae get in some Ayrshire Middle bacon.
Maw and John were oot in the evening. I gave Alan twa half crowns.
I wiz looking forward tae getting some chips-which I did, but jist; oan the way up tae Oxgangs Broadway I almost got jumped by Gordon Ireland, but managed tae be quick enough oan ma feet tae avoid it-whit is it wie some folk behaving like that? I hardly even know the guy! It's yin o' the doon sides o' living in Oxgangs wie guys looking tae make a reputation fir themselves-the thought o' inflicting pain oan anither person is jist anathema (ma English teacher wid be pleased wie ma expanding vocabulary-crikey that's anither guid yin!) tae me-especially having spent the past decade getting belted at home-the past 6 months have been great, free o' a' that shit!