Gnashers

I do enjoy old bones. This is the skull of a young crocodile showing its formidable dentition.


This is really just an excuse to recount to you, once again,  a Scottish tale as told by Norman Harper and Robbie Shepherd in their book Anither dash O'Doric:

The story comes from the files of Professor Donald Francis Tovey, of Edinburgh. In the 1930s, the professor told often of an old minister on the Banffshire coast who would thunder and roar at his flock that every one of them would be sure to end in an eternal pit of damnation, a bottomless pit, where every last one of them would spend for ever weeping, wailing and gnashing their teeth.

Then he would pause, look around his congregation, see that most were elderly people and add:

'And for those of you without teeth, teeth will be provided.'

That's the way to tell 'em!