What?

      

That's almost as funny as the recent Kos-Hutton spat.

It reminds me of a story Billy Connolly once told about some tourists who visited Glasgow.

"What was it like?" their friends asked, when they got back home.

"It's amazing. The whole city's covered by a glass roof."

They'd spent the whole time in Central Station.

I hope you give the stepfather all the ridicule he deserves.



No, it's step-grandfather. And we won't be ridiculing him, because our bit of the family avoid having anything to do with him these days, for reasons I shall not go into. Oo, the intrigue.

If it weren't for yesterday's ridiculous events, I would be sceptical of the truth of that Billy Connolly story. But some people clearly are that navigationally challenged.



Oops, missed that bit.

But if he's a step-grandfather, then isn't he someone's step-father as well? Or is he the father of a step-father (or, perhaps step-mother)?



Well, yes, I suppose he is a step-father. Just not to anyone in this story.



The poor girl. I think you should take her to Glasgow to make up for it, and get a good feed on while you're at it.


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