Okay I hear ye. The words I told ye so are ringin' in ma ears. You were right and ah wisnae. Everything wis goin' so well tae. Well that was until Theresa started the Slave auction. That woman wid depress a lottery winner. Look, ah know she means well but ah couldnae stand back and let her drone on. Ah think it wis the shock ay her actually wantin' tae raise money for charity that made me black oot.
The rain didnae help either . Ah felt as if ah hud been slapped wae one ay thae sponges at the stall but ah wanted tae make an appearance, listen tae me, ye think ah wis a celebrity, anyway Nick Morrison was as good as his word ah'll gie him that. He put his money where his mouth is and he took a wet sponge right in the coupon. Ah know it's wrong but ah really enjoy seeing politicians gettin' a wee dose ay humility. Mind you his face didnae look as slapped as Robbie's. Ah don't know whit's up wae him but he's no lookin' too chipper.
Dr Brodie wis funny, he said we must stop meetin' like this or at least ah think ah heard him say that. It might huv been the drugs. That man should start chargin' overtime.
The truth is, ah'm really terrifed this thing is takin' over. You know when the hospital staff are bein' that nice way aw the time, it's gettin' scary. Ah wish one ay the nurses wid tell me ah'm jist bein' a pain in the arse. It wid gie me hope. Somethin' ah kin gie tae Jimmy tae keep him goin'. He neds tae be strong fur wee Madonna and Big Bob and the rest ay them, even Theresa.
Oh god here's one ay the nurses comin', she looks like she's just won the lottery. That's all ah need.
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