Reminds ma o' the time masel and a wee squad o' Woodside ne'er-do-wells took a' walk fae Ferriers tae the beach, as we would often dae on a weekend or school holidays ... and strolled abbot Pittodrie hopin tae catch sight o' the odd player, maybe get an autograph ....
This one time, we spotted an oddity .... and the conversation as best I can remember was thus ....
"Check the lanky ginger nut!"
"Fa? .. him ower there?"
"Aye ... the ginger boy wi the glaiket face"
"At's the new boy ... fitseezname ... McLeish? ... meant tae be pretty good like"
"Ah OK ... so we canna batter him then .... "