Scottish Word: Hielan.
“If I wass buyin’ a coo it wouldna be wan you could hang your hat on in fifty places. No, no, Peter, I’m Hielan’, but I’m no’ so Hielan’ ass aal that.” Para Handy The Vital … Continue reading Hielan.
“If I wass buyin’ a coo it wouldna be wan you could hang your hat on in fifty places. No, no, Peter, I’m Hielan’, but I’m no’ so Hielan’ ass aal that.” Para Handy The Vital … Continue reading Hielan.
This parritch’s o’er thick awa tae thon clean burn an get a skellet o guid clean water. An why would it no be clean. Aw burns shuid be clean – that’s right is it no. It’d … Continue reading Skellet.
C’mon Elsa yer findin them big white gowans sharrow I ken, and thiv grown raff, so tak this yett here tae my better meadow. Ah ken weel massel what they taste like, mha partner adds them … Continue reading Sharrow.
Consider yersel telt. Yer no using my coo tae play fitba wi heids. I dinni care that it saftens them up fur ye and shoogles oot the een. Dae the wark yersel. A heid as a … Continue reading Fitba.
Yon jug’s his preferred recipe. He maks it fae the pot beer oot o the still ahn adds a guid helpin o foreshot tae shairpen the taste tae his liking. Ah dinni grudge it, he’s bin … Continue reading Foreshot.
No I’m no gien mha whisky tae the dug. The thoucht! That’d be daft. An’ cruel. He’s getting his Hogmanay treat o a bittie oatcake wi dods o some crowdie. Made frae the donations o Elsie … Continue reading Crowdie.
Ye’ll hae tae ken the name o this form o poetry tae get the lauch. Coo’s eild ee luiks doun foo hope tae see green farin! Green watter. Joy! Aye. Translate: eild: barren, no longer producing … Continue reading Eild.
Darling Edgar, widden dish o mine, the saut-backet has a gun an means tae shoot ye. He’s the saucy nurses’ sweetheart an kens ye gie’d her the heave fur me an sweet pea. He means tae … Continue reading Saut-backet.
Dinni be fooled by her pauchliness. Ah’ve seen her pit an ee oot richt through the centre o a monocle. Ahn dangle lone bawbags from her horn. We’ve nae idea whaur the bodies are. She’s a … Continue reading Pauchle.
Hoi, mind an sneck the yett on yer wey oot wi the cuddy or ye’ll lowse the coo, chooks an dug. Translate: yett: gate, narrow pass in the hills. Hey, don’t forget to latch the gate … Continue reading Yett.