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Mornin' Efter

A dinae ken ma purage frae ma ale
Ma heed is burlin roon, a canae stan’
A’m no the yin tae swalie toast sae stale
an’ cannae yet get up withoot a han’

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Carole Duet

September 23, 2016 at 3:41 PM

I really liked this and yes, I was able to translate it "almost" perfectly. P.S. I am of Scottish decent. I am a Mc.....

Keith Logan

September 28, 2016 at 3:29 AM

You will of course know that Mc stands for son of. So a McDonald is branch of clan Donald. My name should have actually been Logue, the Irish branch of the family. Logans were themselves a branch of McLelland. My grandfather assumed the name Logan after the Easter uprising in Dublin where, having been sent as a Royal Marine to quell the outbreak, he turned coat and fought for the other side. Wanted for treason, he could hardly return to Scotland under his birth name.

Andrea Dietrich

September 20, 2016 at 7:02 PM

oh my, it's very hard for me to get!! What is this dialect? oh, I looked below and noticed that at least I understood porridge!!

Keith Logan

September 20, 2016 at 10:41 PM

It's Laland (lowland) Scots.It spread out from the Lothian area. The North and West both spoke a form of the Gaelic tongue. This is the language Robert Burns would have spoken.

Keith Logan

September 17, 2016 at 6:42 AM

I do not know my porridge from my ale My Head is spinning round, I cannot stand I'm not the one to swallow toast so whole and cannot yet get up without a hand.

Keith Logan

September 17, 2016 at 6:46 AM

I wasn't looking at the original as I did the translation, that should still have read "toast so stale." Even without a drink I don't like stale toast.

Daver Austin

September 16, 2016 at 11:47 AM

I've been there, Keith. Enjoyed the dialect and the humor, though I couldn't decipher every word Love, daver

Keith Logan

September 28, 2016 at 3:34 AM

Sorry I missed you but I am glad you got some enjoyment out of this silliness. I find it helps to not take life seriously, it's far too short for worry.

Jan Allison

September 15, 2016 at 2:21 AM

ha ha ha the sad thing is I understood every word ... and I'm almost tea total lol:-) hugs Jan xx

Keith Logan

September 15, 2016 at 4:15 AM

Almost is the operative word, I also drink relatively small amounts and fairly seldom. That does not mean I don't love a malt whisky now and again (and again).