| Photie Album. A wee drap o' pictures tae make yer teeth watter. Anne's winter warmer in Jamaica, mon. |
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| Ibrox Park. |
| Mother of Ibrox. Just a wee story 'boot Mrs P, she lived at number 73. Before the days o' Pullars o' Perth, the nicest wee wumman oan the earth. She washed the 'gers' jerseys, stoakin's too for a' the boys that wore the blue. She gave the young boys b&b, an' even made them a' their tea. At times she'd gie'd them tongue, for a' the muck they'd brung, but she couldnae dribble roon aboot big George Young. Noo where wid Glesga Rangers be, withoot the likes o' Mrs P. |
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| The Luma Lamp, the light at the end o' the tunnel. |
| The "fifty pitches" across the road, the first floodlit fitba' park in the wurld. The Luma, where they tested a' the bulbs for lawnge.., eh!, laung.., tae see how long |
| they wid last. At night ye couldnae get near it for Paisley men, savin' oan their bills, readin' the Gazette. They even had their wimmin wi' them, searchin' their weans' heids for "bogey men". |
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| Hiya! Here I am again, Jason. Och! You remember me. This is a photo of me and my mammie, in Wishaw Maternity. I thought I'd jump in again, while G G's away to see a man about a dog. I hope he really brings me a puppy, this time! |