From a wee blether to a total guddle…
Very funny !!
I’m in a total guddle.
See, I might live in Scotland, but this is what I live here for. I’ve gone along all these years without once knowing that I’m in a total guddle [confused mess] , let alone owning it like Glasgowdragonfly does.
The hotel room was a wee guddle after Fiona’s hen party in Glasgow…
Since we moved up here from England just as I was starting to get a handle on the whole separated by a common language thing, I’ve started to document a new vocabulary. Luckily, I have an expert tutor in the form of the receptionist at a nearby medical office. I’m completely smitten because she says och and aye and every noun is modified by wee. When I call, I always have a pencil ready to write down everything she says so I can look up translations when we hang up. Take, for example, today’s conversation:
Me:…
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Posted on March 23, 2015, in Lizzie's Scribbles. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Wow! Thank you so much for the reblog! Erm… Och, Ah mean ta sae muckle fur stopping by! a’m chuffed!
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Nae bother, hen.
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