To me 'Sleekit' and 'Cow'rin' were terms of contempt, describing the very worst qualities in people. Sly and cowardly in a single person falls short of anything approximating a compliment. It struck me as odd that the ploughman would describe the wee mouse he had just made homeless before winter as Sleekit and Cow'rin, but he does.
When I was a child my parents took my brothers and I down to the town of Ayr every Christmas Eve to do our Christmas shopping. Armed with a ten pound note we would go shop to shop finding what we thought would best please our grandparents and our folks. Coming home we would have … Continue reading Shopping for Air in Ayr