When I had walked from the late dancin at Armadale - some 10-15 miles away. Oan a cauled wet winters' nicht, I would arrive aboot 6am, Jist in time tae sclimmy our front verandah and drop head first intae the top Landin at oot bedroom. Things wid drap oot Ma pockets and mak Rinty bark. Faithir wud shout oot 'wha's there?' Just me Faithir getting tae bed. 'Aye, weel al see Yu when Ye camp hame frae yir work !!! Whit time aw the mornin us this tae get game?
Aye ok faithir! Missed the last bus!
Maw wid get up an mak Ma porridge and tell me tae scooch oot the road.
Aye she wiz a grand Maw fur keepin us wains oot o' faithirs beltin 'rewards'
Aye Rinty wiz a guid watchdog!!! Wee bugger o a watchdug. Tho he liked yir Maw wha wiz causin me tae hae these late nichts!
Luv is in the air! Wiz invented afire the song wiz recorded!!
15 Gateside Avenue-and the Verandah 'Exercise' that wakened oor Rinty.
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