The husband of one of my colleagues went to live in Aberdeen a few years ago. He is English, but reasoned that there would be no language barrier in the north of Scotland. On his first day at work his boss greeted him with the words: “Furry boots are comfy?”
“Yes,” the Englishman replied, hesitantly. “Yes. They are.”
It eventually transpired that he was being asked: “Where do you come from?” For reasons beyond my understanding, the accent in Aberdeen requires that the “wh” sound be pronounced “f”. Presumably this is an attempt to forge a communal identity beyond biscuit tins with pictures of terriers on them, cheap and breakable tartan umbrellas, and tam o’ shanters with fake ginger hair stapled to the inside.
(a typical Scot)
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Sunday, February 18, 2007 at 6:14 pm |
Yeah, but the Scots are canny. We gorillas call them: “the humans who know on which side of the kilt their sporrans are buttered”. Look at all the money they’ve made from the Big Mac and the Loch Ness Monster Burger.
Monday, April 2, 2007 at 4:02 pm |
i lived in scotland for some years and can vouch for the fact that they all look exactly like this picture – men, women and little children alike. oh – and there are some blue ones that look like mel gibson, too.
Sunday, April 15, 2007 at 7:45 pm |
All I can say is ROTFL!! Very very funny! I have always had an inexplicable terror of clowns, so i had better steer clear of bonny Scotland then.