So there A wus sittin’ in front of the telly watching the Cheltenham Festival and my horses runnin’ sideways. The beer was chilling out in the fridge and all was well with the world. After a few beers the hunger had set in and so the steak pie had been delivered to the oven and the golden wonder totties put on to boil.
beer, bingers, beer, bingers, beer……
Then disaster struck…. smoke alarm
I had been so engrossed with the horses I had forgotten about the dinner, “YA BIG EEJIT” I shouted, and dived in tae the scullery.
I opened the oven door and the smoke flew oot and the golden wonders were a’ mash, brilliant! and the kitchen windaes were a’ steamed up, “YA BAMPOT”
And so I just laughed and the following morning “MY WINDAES UR STEAMIN’ ‘N’ SO AM A” was born.