Ribh's D'Coopage

It seems from the research done by members of my family that are interested in the subject that I'm a Scott. Not just a bit of a Scott either. Pretty much Scottish as far as records go back. I have pages of stuff from my elder sister and strangely my stepmother who have church and county records going back for years.
It was only in the last couple of generations that my family levered their way into the middle classes via education; an unfortunate occurrence imo. I now have a group of relatives who can read and write but can't lace their shoes up without tying both together.:p
Nobody is quite sure what happened with me........:rolleyes: I guess I'm the genetic throwback, and quite pleased about it I am to.
I have recently been ripping the piss out of my nephew who is now 27 years old and is moving from a Masters degree (I can read and write and then write about what I've read) to a Phd (I can read and write, write about what I've read and spell most of the words right) He will be joining the other 4 members of my family with Phd's; I don't have one of those.:p
I used to have a kilt etc. Most of the others have one. I don't really have the legs for one.
My mother was an American Scott and my father a Scott Scott living in England. It all gets very confusing.
My passport says I'm British. For a while I was European. Most would describe me as English.
I may be Spanish next year and if the party on down Catalan independence movement gets its way I could even be Catalan.
And people wonder why still have these petty tribal wars over nationality and religion.:confused:
Shad, I’m a total mutt... Scottish, French, English, Italian, Lithuanian, Polish... and some of the Scottish line was in Australia and New Zealand! (McIntosh/McKenzie)
 
Nature is amazing once again!!
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Shad, I’m a total mutt... Scottish, French, English, Italian, Lithuanian, Polish... and some of the Scottish line was in Australia and New Zealand! (McIntosh/McKenzie)
I think we're all mutts when it comes down to it. Our family names don't even sound distinctly Scottish [though they are] & we are clan Gordon, which is not noticeably Scottish either. Etymologically it is interesting as one translation would be *daughter of Col* ~ which might support our supposed Pictish ties but it is all very murky & the further back you go the murkier it gets! :D
 
It seems from the research done by members of my family that are interested in the subject that I'm a Scott. Not just a bit of a Scott either. Pretty much Scottish as far as records go back. I have pages of stuff from my elder sister and strangely my stepmother who have church and county records going back for years.
It was only in the last couple of generations that my family levered their way into the middle classes via education; an unfortunate occurrence imo. I now have a group of relatives who can read and write but can't lace their shoes up without tying both together.:p
Nobody is quite sure what happened with me........:rolleyes: I guess I'm the genetic throwback, and quite pleased about it I am to.
I have recently been ripping the piss out of my nephew who is now 27 years old and is moving from a Masters degree (I can read and write and then write about what I've read) to a Phd (I can read and write, write about what I've read and spell most of the words right) He will be joining the other 4 members of my family with Phd's; I don't have one of those.:p
I used to have a kilt etc. Most of the others have one. I don't really have the legs for one.
My mother was an American Scott and my father a Scott Scott living in England. It all gets very confusing.
My passport says I'm British. For a while I was European. Most would describe me as English.
I may be Spanish next year and if the party on down Catalan independence movement gets its way I could even be Catalan.
And people wonder why still have these petty tribal wars over nationality and religion.:confused:
Yep. Seafarers, farmers & crofters for generations ~ that is still pretty much how I choose to live my life; a little of this, a little of that & a bit of something else pays the bills & makes my world go round. Education is a luxury & it benefits no~one if you can't live your life & tie your own shoelaces! :lau
 
Something in the 14 kg range would be cool (even converted to metric for you LOL)
Though a trip to the vet would be challenging. Getting a regular tabby into the carrier was quite the challenge.
I'm old, @pspatbyc. I never really converted to metric & sadly have to convert back to imperial [all my kids cook in imperial! :gig]...so, roughly 2 stone, 2 pound. That's a good sized moggie...:D

It's getting mine out of the carrier the vets find challenging. Last time the vet removed my lad yard, by yard... her words.:lau:lau:lau
 
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Oh, my gosh! I think my Wyandottes have finally started laying. Such a tiny, clean, shiny little brown egg was in the nest with the others! Probably Alpia. Such a good little chickie. 😊

:barnieMy phone thinks it writes sensible English!!! Edited!
 
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