to think that calling a baby's dummy a tit or a titty is yuk?

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I don't know if this is a u.k wide thing but here in Glasgow so many people call a baby's dummy a tit or titty. It sounds vile .I used to hate it when my little ones had dummies and some old man would bend over the Pram and say " awww baby are you sucking your tit"?

iheart close, but not quite. In fact, I'm fairly sure the two villages were sworn enemies.

thanks jaggy i've always been proud of my doup. my extra chub is on my belly

Am a skyscraper wean and ah live on the nineteenth flair
And am no goin oot tae play ony mair.
Since we moved tae Castlemilk am wasting away
Cos am getting wan meal less every day

Oh ye canny fling pieces oot a twenty story flat
Seven thousand starving weans will testify tae that
Be it butter, cheese or jeely, if the bried is plain or pan,
The odds against it reaching earth are ninety-nine tae wan

On the first day ma maw through a dod o hovis broon
It went skitin oot the windae and went up instead ay doon.
Noo every twenty seven hoors it comes back intae sight
Ma piece went intae orbit and became a satellite!

Canny mind the rest. There was a verse about the Sally army band as well

Oh yeah. Slavvering dicks..and ducks and docks

I'm fae Castlemilk

I remember a girl in my year at primary win a years supply of highland toffee bars in a competition. Jealousy was not the word

Chateau Lait

jenny well remembered!

I remember we got taught it at school and the poe-faced teacher called it by it's official name, 'The Castlemilk Lament' which I've never heard before or since.

She probably made it up.

I can't remember where I first heard it, but i was sure it was a singing kettle one.

Possibly. It's very clear in my memory. She had a blue flooery frock on.

google shows no sensible results for Castlemilk Lament

ah could fair go a morton's roll wae square sliced sausage and a tattie scone hmmm

Iit's the jeely piece song. Written and sung by matt mcginn

No, I just googled it as well. That lying cow!

Google says adam mcnaughton did it first

The Jeelie Piece Song (Skyscraper Wean)
(Adam MacNaughton)

I'm a skyscraper wean, I live on the nineteenth flair,
But I'm no gaun oot to play ony mair,
Since we moved to Castlemilk, I'm wasting away,
'Cause I'm getting one less meal every day.

O ye cannae fling pieces oot a twenty-story flat,
Seven-hundred hungry weans will testify to that,
If it's butter, cheese or jeely, if the breid is plain or pan,
The odds against it reaching earth and ninety-nine to one.

On the first day my maw flung out a piece o' Hovis brown.
It came skyting oot the winda and went up insteid o' doon,
But every twenty-seven hours it comes back into sight,
'Cause my piece went into orbit and became a satellite.

One the second day my maw flung me a piece oot once again.
It went and hit the pilot in a fast, low-flying plane.
He scraped it off his goggles, shouting through the intercom:
`The Clydeside Reds have got me wi' a breid-and-jeely bomb!'

One the third day my maw thought she would try another throw.
The Salvation Army band was staunin' doon below.
`ONWARD, CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS' was the piece they should have played,
But the oompah-man was playing a piece-on-marmalade.

We've wrote away tae Oxfam to try and get some aid,
And a' the weans in Castlemilk have formed a ``Piece'' brigade;
We're going to march to George's Square, demanding civil rights,
Like `Nae Mair Hooses Over Piece-Flinging Height!'

Aapostrophes. Brown sauce on mine please

no problem...nippy sauce coming up motherofnations!

Probably right

Here, I don't remember mortons rolls till quite recently. They were just called rolls when I was a wean.