My father was from Aberdeen, and a more generous man you couldn't wish to meet. I have a gold watch that belonged to him. He sold it to me on his deathbed. I wrote him a cheque for it, post dated of course.
Chic MurrayIt was a pretty posh place. They were so used to fur coats that two bears strolled in and ordered lunch and nobody even noticed.
Chic MurrayI admit to spending a fortune on women, booze and gambling... the rest I spend foolishly.
Chic MurrayI went to the butchers to buy a leg of lamb. "Is it Scotch?", I asked. "Why?" the butcher said in reply. "Are you going to talk to it or eat it?". "In that case, have you got any wild duck?". "No", he responded, "but I've got one I could aggravate for you."
Chic Murray