h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I've got some more for you:

Ned - someone from a less desirable part of the city (e.g. Niddrie in Edinburgh or Easterhouse in Glasgow)

Rowsh (from East Lothian) - minging, disgusting

Trauchlin - struggling, e.g with a bag of 'messages'

Greetin' - crying

Een - eyes

Messages - groceries (can also be used in the context 'ah'm away a message - I'm going on an errand)

And for those who wonder about those two big football teams in Glasgow, here's a quick explanation.

Tim - Celtic fan

Hun - Rangers fan

duff_account, standing in for fords_prefect while my password is sorted out!

Oi! Wherrs ra Buckie?

Glaikit
Chantywrassler - Diddy
Winchin'
Clatty - Mockit - Manky
Snotter
Wrecked-Ratarsed
Sneck
Fankle
Jobby
Jobbyjabber
El-D
Lannie
Peelywally
Outwith!
Affrontit
Skoosh
Nyaff
Slabbers
Wallies
Boak
Shoatracraw
Midden
Burd
Gallus
Beadrattler - Tim - Beggar - Pape - Fenian scum
DOB - Bluenose - Son of William - Hun - Prod - Orange scum

Oh sorry were you trying to give us a good name?

Chocolate frogs!

I hope that's not a typo

Why, exactly, are Celtic fans called 'Tims'? Can anyone tell me this?

Sam.

At a guess (and that's all it is) I'd say it was from Timothy, a traditionally catholic name.

Aaaaahhhhh... I see. My mum's dad was a tough man from the Gorbals and a Rangers fan, too. My Dad used to always wind him up by calling him a 'big Tim'.

Now there's a rarity, someone from Glasgow who can trace their genealogy back two generations. For the shame you brought on Glasgow, it's no wonder your family were sentenced to life in Gulag EK.

Hey fords, if that's you, I've just noticed you were right about Frankie and Sister Sledge - shame on you

......Shame, Shame, Shame, Shame on you, If you can't dance too

(and if your parents have got that, I'd advise calling in the social work)

Well Wumbe, I came, I saw, I threw a radge an' called the word poliss.
We use a fair number o' those doon heor ye kna

Manky
Ratarsed
Sneck
Wallies
Midden

Aye
Bairn
Biddy
Bonny
Bothy
Braw
Burn
But'n'Ben
Byre
Ceilidh
Chuffed
Claggy
Dour
Doon Sooth
Eejit
Export
Fair
Fusty
Gadjie
Galoot
Dreich
Gurn
Gutted
Hammered
Hoyin'
Minging
Nee
Oot
Poliss
Radge
Scran
Sheiling
Shoogly
Shufti
Skite
Tad
Tatty
Wifey
Windae


An' ye forgot Auld, Cauld, Blether, Bray, Cadge, Canny, Clarty, Dyke, Fash, Gan' Gie, Gowk, Greet, Howk, Lowp, Mickle, Muckle, Mind, Ower, Rive, Wynd...

Ah but only because the border reivers brought some civilisation to your neck o' the woods. Besides it's not your fault someone drew the "Here be Dragons" line in the wrong place.

Even the folks in London aren't sure where the border lies, that's why Sellafield ended up in England. "I say Clive, this spot seems far enough away from London to irradiate the countryside. The locals don't even seem to speak English."

An' the waal was put up by a cockney builder called Adrian. (Nae wonder it's faalin' doon).

hehehe - look what I just found:

http://www.geordie.org.uk/

Hmm

"Ah syah Clive, this spot seems far enough away frem Lunnen te irradiate the countryside. The locals divvent even seem te speak English."

If ye divvent meind pet ah'll stick wi' me canny Sid the Sexist beook.

Aye. Ah reely orta hev hed a shufti afore postin'.
Mind, ye're deein' canny yersel' man.