My first telephone number was Bridge of Weir 293.
That is whats known as an early adopter. Spending all that money on a telephone, the locals would have your guts for garters.
Born of two Aberdonian parents and happily proud of my heritage. I carry all the traits. Tight, really tight, tighter than a witches t*t in a cold wind. Wearing fuury slippers even in summer.
Yet still finding the idea of Scottish separation as the daftest thing next to letting Max Clifford manage your PR. (chooses words carefully given his legal balls)
