's the meat?' 'There's nae money fur...' 'How d'ye fancy that fur a fry-up, then?' He grasped her by the hair, shoved her face into the plate of food.
Odd Burns Clubs tae, or ninety-nine o' them, And hand your birthday in a different kip Whaur
your name isna ta'en in vain--as Christ Ciied a'Jerusalem's Pharisees the slip --Christ wha'd ha'e been Chief Rabbi gin he'd lik't!-- Wi' publicans and sinners to forgether, But, losh!
"A new broom sweeps clean I suppose but the auld yin kens whaur
the corners are."
THE cast and crew of TV fantasy drama Outlander have been told how to ask "Whaur
's the cludgie?" while on location in Scotland.
I'll ha'e nae haul-way hoose, but aye be whaur
Extremes meet--it's the only way I ken To dodge the curst conceit o' bein' richt That damns the vast majority o' men.
To add to this commemorative year, Nathan and Alasdair have also collaborated to record Whaur
the Pig Gaed on the Spree, an album of song in the style of the British music recorded by Lomax in those days of flannel trousers and straight-cut skirts.
EDINBURGH changes city logo: "Whaur
Banks Are Crap And You'll Have Had Yer Tram."
So yer stepping steenies was the sort o resting places whaur
you were taught something.
he sits sae still his lane at the side of the wa',
His acceptance, for instance, that the best we can do is finish second in this group of dearth is a betrayal of Scotland's "whaur
daur meddle" mentality.
Here is Scott's rendition of the same stanza: Tell me whaur
, in whit countrie Bides Flora nou, yon Roman belle?
[...] Oh war the heather in the bell, I'd guide ve thro' the hills mysel', Whaur
Freedom's standard never fell; Whaur
hill and rock wi' echoing swell, Wad welcome Garibaldi!