Not Yet
During the heavy and terrible Clydeside
Blitz, poor old Mrs Blair was sitting alone in her kitchen when suddenly
the house crashed about her ears. Several hours elapsed before the
rescue squad found her lying covered by the debris and more dead than
alive.
When at last she was dragged from the ruins,
she was asked if she had any spirits in the house.
"There's whisky" she managed to gasp
"its - its in the press!"
Miraculously, the bottle was finally
discovered in what remained of the kitchen press.
"It's a mercy we found this, Mrs Blair"
said the returning Warden. " Nou here we are! Ye can dae wi't!"
Mrs Blair looked at the bottle but turned
away her head.
"Na, na!" she whispered at last "that's
for an emergency!"
