
Scottish Word: Skelter.
Jings that wiz Sinjin Pithoolwait efter a rabiator oan the back o Sangria and she’s got a bleezin skelter on. She’s losing twigs o birch frae her besom at a feersum rate which micht gar her … Continue reading Skelter.

Jings that wiz Sinjin Pithoolwait efter a rabiator oan the back o Sangria and she’s got a bleezin skelter on. She’s losing twigs o birch frae her besom at a feersum rate which micht gar her … Continue reading Skelter.

I think the kettle’s bilin noo Sparky, onie mair heat and ye’ll hae its erse melted awa. And whaur’ll we be with oor tea perty then! Oot! Oot o tea. That’s what. Noo pit yer bilet … Continue reading Bile.

I mind when this wiz packed fou o young moles wi their een skinklin frae the hunners o candle lanterns lining the mirrored waws. Happy days. Jiggin in the flichterin licht tae the disco beat, fu … Continue reading Skinkle.

It taks me oors tae walk in here tae deliver yer mail Sharma ahn there ye sit daein nithin, no even offerin me a cup o tea or a drink o yer ginger. And whits mair … Continue reading Oors.

Ah’m a craw an canni sing so the maister steam-smith made me this furlie so I can mak my ain music. He loves craws. Ah keep the fire stoked and the steam organ toots awa played … Continue reading Maister.

I’m collecting for Comic Relief, so laugh – and gie me a raik o cash. Siller-blind or no. I tak onie cairt ye care tae try, nae limits. Gie plenty. Aw the siller goes tae help … Continue reading Siller-Blind.

I wish a reid neb oan a gizz and a touch o pent could turn them fowks wha tirraneese an dounhauden intae hermless gowks. But this is no the case sadly. But yet you yersel can … Continue reading Fowk.

Whyles ye ken, an awfie wee thing can mak ye canty for a spell e’en in the worst o times. Translate: whiles, whyles: sometimes, occasionally. Sometimes you know, an awfully small thing can make you cheerful … Continue reading Whyles.

Gi’im peace woman it soothers the loun in this time o trial. It cam in wi the flotsam frae the noo gigantic gyres o aw the junk frae aw the flooded leids aroond the warld. Gaithered … Continue reading Soother.

I’m weel paid by the Natural Resources fur Profit™ corporation tae keep you lot frae o’er indulging, at least until they’ve vacuumed the river o aw life fur the last time. If it’s bigger than yer … Continue reading Weel.