Ramblings of a Scottish Madman

September 17, 2010 · 1 Comment

I had pure intentions when I said I was going to start up the Ramblings of a Scottish Madman again... and I managed one post. I failed you all.

Like I care :)

As I sit here stuffing my face with a fish supper, washed down by some glorious Irn Bru whilst reading the BBC website, a story caught my eye that I just had to blog about. So yes my fruity munchkins, today is Ramblings of a Scottish Madman day!!

A school in Yorkshire has had to cancel play time due to the neighbours complaining about the noise. Seriously. Barlby Community Primary School has had to cancel their afternoon play time for pupils as well as staggering other breaks to keep the noise to a minimum. They've also had to put up a soundproof fence as an additional measure, hoping that the noise of the pupils pencils writing in their jotters doesn't upset these <strong>fucking idiotic lunatic neighbours</strong>.

If I was the local council, I'd hit these neighbours with a "Don't be so fucking stupid" order for being a bunch of kill joys.

Here's the full story:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-york-north-yorkshire-11340226

Moving on to football. Scotland have dropped 6 places in the FIFA world rankings to 47th in the World. A win against Lithuania and an utterly shocking 2-1 victory against Lichtenstein has saw us drop below teams such as Gabon, Burkina Faso and Cyprus.

To be honest, after those woeful displays I would have stripped us of all our points, signed Barry Robson up for a makeover, sent Scott Brown back to hell to revive his previous career as Satan and put out an APB to find out where the fuck Darren Fletcher was.


http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport1/hi/scotland/9001783.stm
http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport1/hi/scotland/8970226.stm

And lastly, the Pope. How could I not mention the Pope. As most of the UK and maybe the world know (though likely don't care), the Pope is in the UK this week as a guest of the Queen. Fleeting visits to Edinburgh, Glasgow, London and Birmingham has seen the Pope and his army of flying monkies tell the UK population that they a third world nation, comparable to Nazi's and they'll probably spout some nonsense about being the bastard children of Garfield and Scooby Doo.


Now, all these tales from the Pope are really just a smokescreen to divert attention away from the child abuse scandals that have plagued the Catholic Church, and the Vatican. Funnily enough, there's an unsubstantiated rumour that the Pope didn't kiss the tarmac at Edinburgh airport. He won't kiss anything 8 years or older......

And that's it for this week. Good night and may your God be Scottish and drunk

Tags: The Ramblings of a Scottish Madman

1 response so far ↓

  • 1 Gregor // Sep 20, 2010 at 8:20 AM

    Sadly I couldn't be in the country for the pope, but I believe the blue half of Glasgow managed to express most of the country's mood, by hanging off the bridges of the M8, waving two fingers and shouting "smell yaur maw" as he drove past. Well done those *ahem* gentlemen.

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