Re: Ping Dr Glenallen - re Glasgow

On Thu, 28 Jun 2007 20:42:15 +0100, Josiah Jenkins
<josiah-jenkins@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:

Whilst perusing Usenet on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 16:31:10 GMT, I read these
words from The Highlander <micheil@xxxxxxx> :

On Thu, 28 Jun 2007 12:14:27 +0100, Josiah Jenkins
<josiah-jenkins@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:

Whilst perusing Usenet on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 06:13:29 GMT, I read these
words from The Highlander <micheil@xxxxxxx> :

On Thu, 28 Jun 2007 00:21:04 +0100, Josiah Jenkins
<josiah-jenkins@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:

Whilst perusing Usenet on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 14:15:49 -0700, I read
these words from gyansorova@xxxxxxxxx :

On Jun 28, 8:36 am, gyansor...@xxxxxxxxx wrote:
This house maintains that Weegie is not Scots at all but mearly a
dialect of English.

Discuss...Speaking for the motion will be Auld Bob.

My opening argument is that I sort of half agree but would add that if
this is indeed the case then hardly anybody in Scotland speaks Scots
any more- it is nearly dead.When does Patter become Scots?

What is spoken in Glasgow is not 'Scots' as I would generally
understand it. 'Scots' is spoken on the East Coast but it's not
the Doric which, to me, can be totally incomprehensible.
(Understandable, as all civilized people come from the West)

Glaswegian is basically English with words borrowed from
Gaelic, Scots, Doric and Gawd knows where else and, in
that respect, may possibly more representative of modern
Scottish usage of language.

Atsamazinannatinnit!

Being serious for once, not really.

Just think of the number of Gaels and Irish who either worked
or settled in what is still the largest city in Scotland.

Population (city) : 578,790
Population (urban) : 1,168,270 / 1,171,390
And around 2,300,000 people live in the Glasgow
'travel to work area'.

Scotland's *total* poulation is approx. 5million.

'Incomers' have been settling here for over 800 years.
I'm fifth generation pure Glaswegian but prior to that I've got
ancestors from Aberdeenshire, Fife, Lanarkshire and Ireland.

They all probably brought words from their own dialects
with them which became integrated into the local patois,
probably bastardised to a degree by our famous 'glottal stop'.
But they'll still be recognised in their original source form.

And that is why . . . 'Weearrapeepul' !

-- jjj

Or La Raza, as they say down Lanark way...

We had our own flood of would-be immigrants on the Isle of Rum - an
English lady who addressed me as "Boy!" and gave me sixpence for
information about where she could buy a postcard. I blew it on a bar
of MacLaren's Highland Toffee... the one with the Highland cow on the
wrapper. A charming vignette; memories of time gone by...

McCowan's, perchance ?

Old memory starts playing up, don't it ?
(I had to ask Jeannette !!!)

-- jjj

Sorry - MacCowans... Hey - maybe that's why the picture of the
Highland cow! (That's the first synaptic closure my brain has
experienced in the last five years! It's taken me three-quarters of a
century to make the connection!)

God save us all, we're only in our nineties! Is this what old age is
going to be all about? What the Americans call "Senior Moments..."

Keeping that in mind, I am only buying half bottles from now on. I'm
damned if I'm going to be abruptly parted from one of my few last
pleasures and have to glare down from Heaven as my great-grandchildren
crack open my last full bottle of Lagavulin "in the old bugger's
memory"!

July 1 is Canada Day. Wandering the streets, leering at all the pretty
Chinese girls...

Tomorrow is the Highland Games; I must remember to buy Alka-Seltzer.
Dozens of elderly Gaels stumbling around crying, "Iss tat yourself
that's in it, a Mhìcheil! Woot yo haff a wee droppie on you?"

Dream on! My hip flask is chained to my heart! You can barely see your
way around for all the signs screaming, "No alcohol!"

No worries there, I always bring my own. My throat gets awful dry
after watching the lady Highland dancers thundering around on the
stage and listening to the pipers hacking their way through "The
Desperate Battle of the Birds".

Have a good weekend. July the Fourth is coming up, which means
thousands of Americans deciding to spend the day in Vancouver and
saying things like, "Wow, I never realized a Canadian accent was so
different!". It isn't - but I'm not the one they should be talking to!

That's the day to wear a kilt - lines of Americans stretching round
the block, waiting their turn to buy you a drink as you reminisce
about Bonnie Prince Charlie having it away with your ten times
great-granny. As a Stewart, you'd be a smash hit!

One must never let the facts get in the way of a good story. I
certainly don't!


The Highlander
Tilgibh smucaid air do làmhan,
togaibh a' bhratach dhubh agus
toisichibh a' geàrradh na sgòrnanan!
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