Mair Pollocks

Another day, another thicket. The week ended most convivially - after the tiniest and most expensive prosecco in Centotre I was whistled up to the Diggers where a goodly gang was gathered. Oompah, oompah, oompah
Ging gang goolie goolie goolie goolie woosha,
Ging gang goo, ging gang goo.
Ging gang goolie goolie goolie goolie woosha,
Ging gang goo, ging gang goo.
Actually, the conversation, though never far from ribald, was just the tonic. Happy weekend all.