Scotchie says hello from the Land of the Shar Pei

My grandma Mary was 4 ‘ 11 “ tall. Short and scrappy. The one who could enter any pub and command the room, especially when looking for relatives who may have been out way too long and perhaps had a wee dram too many. 🤣
She also carried this huge purse that when opened appeared to be bottomless.

no, not hands. they’re like those clackers kids used to swing around, but these don’t have the string and don’t shatter into millions of shards like those clackers did. 😁😁

Form of a Time Machine!!!

If we’re in a psych hospital I’m likely in the short yellow bus about to lick the windows as we careen down the wild road to oblivion.

And a partridge in a pear tree?

The dogs from Land of the Shar Pei approve.

Stealthy enough?

You don’t teach grad level strategic communications or public affairs. Do you? 😁