So this monday morning I left at very early hours to go to the airport. I'm away on business for a week. My taxi driver very patiently waited as I flapped about with my luggage and putting the bins out. We set off through the gloom of a rainy Grey Toon morning. ("Dreich" being the normal term.)
"Aff on business are we?"
"Awa fur lang?"
"Jist a Wik"
(Translation for our friends in the New World:
"Going away on business then?"
"Away for long?"
"Just a week"))
This is how to talk to a Grey Toon Taxi Driver. You'll get a bit of banter with most of them. This one was great!
More smalltalk followed.
"So!" says he. "Bin livin' in yer street fur a wee while then have ye?"
Oh aye, I think to myself. I know what this is building up to... The same thing all taxidrivers are wanting to talk about when they talk about my street.
So I say, "You'll be about to ask about the Hoors on the ground floor then?"
He looks shocked in a put-on way.
"Weel... I wisnae going tae mention onything. Only since you have!"
And henceforth we had a most interesting conversation! But seeing as how I'm at work and have to go to a meeting, that will have to wait for another post ;)