Har, Har,your granny will never find our lair

She is going the wrong direction! Ha ! Ha! Wee Skellys are almost ready to take over Scotland and that Weensy Prince Hal and Wee Granny don't stand a fighting chance in hell. Har!

From the corner of my eye I could see a giant Skelly flag waving on top of the Busby roundabout. A bad sign, Skellys have arrived. Gulp.

I know I tried to divert the subject from my measly disastrous dates to the Skellys last night, but maybe I overdid it now my Granny is on the warpath. Ah well the Skellys have met their match at last.