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For his...her? (sorry AC, I dinnae ken!) blog re words and their meanings got me thinking back (wayyyy back) tae when I was a wee lassie. There are still a few childhood rhymes that hae stuck wi` me.
Does onybody ken these ones?

One dark day in the middle of the night,
two dead men got up to fight,
back to back, they faced each other,
drew their swords and shot each other!

There was a little rascal
with a little wooden shovel,
howking tatties wi` his nightcap on,
he washed them in the well,
and he roasted them in hell
and the greedy little beggar
ate them all tae himsel`!
(the word wasn`t really `beggar` but I`m sure ye can tell what it was)

and, always made me giggle when I was peedie....
on yonder hill, i seen a coo....
it must have moved...it`s no` there noo!

When I was a bairn, we used tae spend countless hours making up rhymes and listening tae elders tell stories (which is how I got me love o` the yarn meself), but nowadays bairns sit in front o` the telly and watch nightmare inducing creatures like Teletubbies (well, they would have gie`en me nightmares for sure!) and I am sure some o` they bairns presenters are no` a` richt in the heid sometimes....
I mind the first programme I watched on tv (gotten when I was aroond five or six, and a right stir it caused wi` neighbours for no` a` body had one!) and that was Star Trek and I hae remained a fan ever since.
But when I were a lass, programmes were quality....onybody mind Vision On wi` Tony Hart? Magpie? Follyfoot even? Or the Herbs, which one o` the bairns satellite channels is repeating, I believe, for me grandbairns watch it and love it.

Growing up, me and me sister didnae have ony o` the `stuff` kids hae noo. Nae games consols, nae mp3`s or tellies in your bedroom, nae pc`s.
We had dolls, toy cars and cardboard boxes that used tae hae the washing machines in them that were made intae hooses, or spaceships, and the like, and dad made us seesaws and swings and chutes that would hae the current nanny state up in arms, wi` their being nailed thegither and gey shoogly, but we had great fun on them!
When we lived just ootside Brora we had the freedom tae roam, and I mind playing Indiana Jones on the swinging bridge ower the River Brora lang afore the films were even made. And cowboys and indians in the trees. I was always the indian because I got tae tie me wee sister tae a tree and pretend she was going tae be massacred and scalped.
I must hae been a dreadful big sister!! But I mind it being fun though.
I hae a feeling we were healthier kids back then though......

Well, a` me friends arrive on Friday! EEEEK! Aye, yours truly is panicking noo! What if they dinnae like the food? Or if the weather tak`s a turn for the worse? Or if they dinnae like me company??
At least the room is dressed for the feast, just a peedie bit primping tae dae noo, and some few meals tae cook and mak ready.
The archery target is set up ready in the back field, awa` fae the chance o` hitting onything crucial by mistake...no` that I`m thinking me friends are that bad shots, but better tae be careful, I reckon....
Just got some drakes tae cull as weel, for I dinnae like duck hung, but fresh....I can hear gastronomes everwhar throwing up their hands in horror at that, but I`m nae foodie snob, me.....
and the feast itself (a true moveable feast *giggles*) is now on the 7th....I havenae been keeping up wi` the news but somebody told me the ferries might gaun on strike week after next...which causes problems for one o` me friends wha needs tae gaun offisle then, so tae be on the safe side and because I dinnae want her missing oot (though she might be glad tae, wha kens, no` me that`s for sure) it`ll noo be on Saturday.

Yesterday, it was braw and sunny. I spent four hours ootdoors at archery practice. Because I draw the string back tae touch me nose tip and chin (och, onybody wha kens archery will ken what I mean, though it does sound weird) I couldnae wear a hat tae keep the sun off me face.
So the day, I am weel sunburned and no` feeling awfy great. I think the sun hae cooked me brain a peedie bit, which, let`s face it, wouldnae hae taken lang....
so I`m haeing a quiet day the day, on the couch, feet up, glowing like a flourescent beetroot.......
wha would hae thought ye`d need sunblock on Sanday!