Pink and gray; whit dye think? and no ah'm no goin' fur a bit part on 'The Steamie'. Ah wis dreamin' again last night, ah seem tae be dae'in a lot of that the noo. This time Dr Brodie wis chasin' me doon Montego street wae a pair ay scissors. He pointed tae ma stitches then he grabbed me roon' the neck an started cuttin' ma hair, then the polis turned up and took Big Bob away, ah remember the polis woman' turned intae the judge and sat on Big Bob and read him the riot act. Then she grabbed Big Bob's hair and it came away in a oner, he started laughin' an' aw, ah didnae think it wis very funny. Thank god ah woke up. One more night like that ... Ah think it might be the Chemo, either that or ah'm goin' doo lally . Maybe they should have examined ma heid at the clinic. That's the last thing ah need, men in white coats turnin' up at the hoose.
Ah saw Ruth takin' wee Eilidh away tae the hospital. It made ma heart jump when ah heard the siren. The wee soul, she didnae look well at all, an' Ruth looked like death warmed up. Ah better get a card fur the wean, better still ah'll get her a wee toy.
Well ye kin see ah wisnae up fur the survivor look at The Ship. Ah stood fur ages before I could pluck up the courage tae go oot. Ah kept goin' back an' lookin' in the mirror , praying ma wig wouldnae make a fool ay me, then ah said 'Buck up Scarlett, if Bruce Forsyth can get away wae wearin' a hair piece oan the telly then what dae you care?
Raymond's been a wee star so he huz. Eileen wis ready tae launch intae a big speil in The Ship. That woman craves a crowd, she's worse than Lady Ga Ga that yin. Nick Morrison sucked the breath right ootae her when he came in and her gob wis shut. Still it wis a laugh in the pub and ah don't think Raymond wis complainin' aboot the extra punters. Well ah've opened ma mooth noo so ah better get on wae makin' this fund raising thing work . Ah'm jist hopin' ah don't let everybody doon. At least ma wig stayed on all night. One nil tae Scarlett.
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