For my sins, these Sundays, on the way up to Aiberdeen I've got into the habit of buying the sunday Post .............. (look!, - there's two other "Sundays" waiting my return back home...
)The people who make up the British Isles:
First we have the Scots, who keep the Sabbath and anything else they can lay their hands on.
Next we have the Welsh, who pray on thier knees - and on their neighbours.
Thirdly we have the Irish, who don't know what they want, but will fight anybody to get it.
Finally we have the English, who consider themselves a self-made nation - thus relieving the Almighty of a terrible responsibility.
Which reminds me of this one ......
‘At the beginning of time, God was discussing the creation of the world with the Angel Gabriel. Leaning back in His golden throne, He told him of His plans for Scotland. “Gabriel,” said God “I am going to give Scotland towering mountains and magnificent glens resplendent with purple heather. Red deer will roam the countryside, golden eagles will circle in the skies, salmon will leap in the crystal clear rivers and lochs, and the surrounding areas will teem with fish. Agriculture will flourish and there will be a glorious coming together of water with barley to be known as whisky. Coal, oil and gas – all will be there. The Scots will be intelligent, innovative, industrious and …”
“Wait a minute!” interrupted Gabriel. “Are you not being just a wee bit too generous to these Scots?”
But the Almighty replied, “Not really. I haven’t told you who their neighbours are going to be!”’
Remember, just a bit of fun
David
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