It's mine - No! it's mine ...... Hey! No it's not - it's mine !!!
This first item is written in 'Scots' and if anyone should require translation I would be happy to oblige and explain - though I doubt if anyone would need it - which reminds me , when Susan Boyle was being interviewed on the Oprah Winfrey show the other week she had the nerve to put up subtitles ! surely people in these days of worldwide travel folk don't need translations - In order to cover this eventuality, I have typed a translation of the children's comments at the school below !
and it probably widnae be a flippen accident either! ***
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The Sermon is one I think this Mum will never forget .. This particular Sunday sermon...'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust...' He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old girl voice, 'Mum, what is butt dust?'