Steve1956 wrote: ↑Tue Dec 17, 2019 12:02 pm
And this past week Scotland has made Bacup Rec in January seem like the Carribean.....its f**king cold up here the wind blows off the Firth of Forth and doesn't go round you it goes right through you.
My Gran used to say that, 'it's one of them winds that blows right through you'. Now moving onto quantum physics (what?) for a minute, there would seem to be no reason why a wind wouldn't blow right through you given that sub-atomic particles are actually far more empty space than matter. By the same standard we should be able to walk through walls but I can testify that even after several beers (with chasers) that that is an impossible feat.
Other things my gran used to say:
Its that kind of rain that wets you.
Gone to Russia for a loaf (in answer to 'where's my mum/dad/sister).
Run away with a black man (ouch - sorry but she really did use that phrase a lot) when asked where's my mum (but not dad).
It's HT Hot Waarm. When it was hot.
And of course that old chestnut, gone to see a man about a dog (when asked where anyone was).
An interesting old bird was my gran, but a confirmed man hater apparently.