Jake's FaavritsAn amusing poem in NE doric by John 'Jake' Henderson on 15th March, 2008
Nae bodie liks mince-an-tatties, Jist hauf as divs auld me.A scouf em tae ma brakfast. A howks them doon tae tea.
A dowse thon ow'r wi HP sass. Kirn mait up guid an troo.Syne chappin tatties up as weel, Fore graipin aa int moo.
Maist likit pudd is dumplin, Wi custard aye fair droont.Suet i the rickle. Sultanas wi'oot doot.
Plat o' sich graun muckle teep,Whaur sairin's tummled thrang.Speen an graip as...
Jordanhill College v AyrThe 15th December, 1962 started and continued as an astonishing day of gale-force winds. Yet we set out just after lunch-time from Glasgow in our usual hired coach driven by Andy to fulfil our fixture with up-and-coming Ayr RFC. Andy battened down the glass-hatches on the bus roof before we ventured out over Fenwick Moor and, much more sedately than usual, wheeled us South West. Well! Out over the moorland highway we had our first hilarious experience of that...