Sharing Billy Connolly’s Schooldays

This book should be read with a wee whisky or tea. If you are ready to laugh and help get out the present and get to 60 years ogo be my guest. It will take you back to a time in Scotland when everybody liked a story as they do now. The stories in this book happened when Billy and

I were charging through our childhood. All the stories are 95% true. 5% Imagination. Was it Einstien Who said imagination is more important than knowledge. It has been commented on how most people love the Scottish language. This book is about the Glasgow accent. A true story happened when I dropped Billy in the deep end when our teacher miss Gleason explained that the priest had heard everything before in confession and not to worry about asking him questions. I of course told the priest Billy wanted to ask him a question. After the question the class went wild with shock. Billy and I went on a school trip to Aberdeen and on the train met two girls from another school. We made a date at the age of 14 to meet them in Aberdeen. What happened then and the results could only be described as over the moon. Midge raking is another tale not to mention visiting my uncle Jackie who was a butcher who when my eyes were shut dropped a sheep’s eye in my open hand. When Billy asked for the eye in his hand all hell broke out side the shop with people going crazy. Visiting my grandad and seeing his leg he lost in WW1 was a highlight especially when he was robbed of his leg on nightshift. Paddy was a super dog and when he bit off the policeman’s pants goes down on history. He was Irish and hated Scottish policemen. Going to school one day we met up with the wee Italion Leo. His stories about his capture by a Scotsman who also captured 40000 others makes my heart bleed. Paddy to the rescue Peer group pressure The Big Steamer Hogmannae.

Stories of Billy and me