An Occasional Series Highlighting the Eviryday Dangers Lurking in the Streets i Bo'ness
No: 263Revolving Doors - dinny yase thum.
- Memories of olden times that bring a tear to the eye, like sawdust fi a passing Anderson's lorry.
Dinny ken whit we are oan aboot?
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Haw! Ah mind this time ah wiz drinkin in the guilfurd in Embra, the yin it the end i princes street wi the revolving door. It wiz ful i this group i tourists fi the Basque region. Oan the French & spanish boarder, ken. Jist as ah wiz gein yin i thum the speel an he wiz oan the point i buying me a half an a half, thur guide gauns, right everybiddy oot noo, wur gaun ti the castle. So they aw charges ti the door, choke keen at the mention i the castle and thurs that miny i them, the door canny turn and they aw git stuck.
So ah takes the toor guy aside and says, listen chief.....
... ye shouldny put aw yer basques in yin exit. haw-haw-haw-haw-haw. Haw!
Ah thank yees. Haw!
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