Edited by Neil Anderson, Wednesday, 29 May 2013, 21:10
It was my wee brother's fiftieth last night.
Many, many, subjects arose, much-much wine was drunk. Talk was talk-talk-across each other-talk.
One of the subjects raised was that I am going to have to sit my exams in the home of the hibees. Coco, my wee brother, pointed out that this was a good sign—I had never seen the jambos lose there. He'll be right, for he alway is about such things.
So I'm revising hard—I won't be the first jambo that failed there!
the sign
It was my wee brother's fiftieth last night.
Many, many, subjects arose, much-much wine was drunk. Talk was talk-talk-across each other-talk.
One of the subjects raised was that I am going to have to sit my exams in the home of the hibees. Coco, my wee brother, pointed out that this was a good sign—I had never seen the jambos lose there. He'll be right, for he alway is about such things.
So I'm revising hard—I won't be the first jambo that failed there!