A Story written by, and podcast for Vianvi by author, Christine Larsen

Vianvi Podcast #14

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51DYw+AsJ3L._UX250_“More Lassies? Where… ?” and Jock spilled some of his Scotch (just a dram, you understand) as he twisted his whole body one way and then the other to be the first to sight the bevy of beauties he instantly imagined.

“Naar… yer not lissenin’ right, me auld laddie,” and Brodie shook his head in disgust, and he sighed loudly.  Trust Jock… never backward about coming forward. Impatiently he continued, “Now wheesht! I said molasses, you deaf auld fool!”

“Ahh… Moor Lasses. They’ll be the bonnie braw ones from the Highlands, then?”

“OCH! WILL ye LISTEN! I said … MO-lasses.” and though Brodie pressed his lips together tightly, still another exasperated sigh slipped between them.

“Huh? Bearded ladies? With ‘mo-staches’? It’s no true!” Now Jock spilled his drink in earnest as his eyes widened and his shaggy eyebrows jumped even higher than the involuntary jerk of his arm.

Brodie ran his hand through his hair, and scratched his head in aggravation. “I SAID MOLASSES, you eejit! NOTHIN’ to do with wee lassies. Molasses comes from sugar cane and mebbe yer know it better as treacle? You know, like your Mam’s treacle pudding she used to make you from when yer were just a bairn. The self same one yer wifie makes on Sundays to tempt yer owt of yer hangover.. NOO do yer ken?”

Understanding suddenly shone out of Jock’s somewhat bleary eyes. “Molasses! Yer big jessie, why didn’t you say so in the first place? Gettin’ me all chuffed about some new dolly-birds that wasn’t.” Now it was his turn to tighten his mouth – in exasperation that his dreams were dashed before they’d even gotten going.”What a palaver about nowt!”

Poor old Brodie. It was an uphill battle to make Jock understand he wanted to share an interesting bit of medical history he’d learned that day, reading another of his old Granny’s diaries.

“Yer Granny had a dairy? I dinna know that!” Jock was obviously struggling to imagine that dainty little old lady up to her ankles in ‘shite‘, perched on a stool, hand-milking a cow. “Think I’d betta have anither bevvie. ‘S-s-s all too hard!”

“Ah, pure dead brilliant, Jock! Dinnae yer know a DIARY is summat yer write in?” And Brodie shook his head sadly as he took a large gulp of his whisky. “Sure and yer’d drive a mon to drink…” and under his breath he muttered, “as though he’d need any help!”

And before Jock could interrupt again, Brodie told him about the wonderful properties of molasses – one tablespoon every day, Granny had written. She’d been told about it by her old Mam, who’d learned about it from her Gran, and she decided to try it out after she’d fallen and broken her hip, and the doctors told her she’d never walk again.

“Eighty four, she wuz, me auld laddie, and she was fair scunnered with them doctors.  “On your boike!” she said, and  ‘Rubbish, you watch me the morn‘ and started taking the molasses.”

“An’?” Jock was swaying on his bar stool something fearful but at least he was finally giving his full attention to Brodie.

“AND… she walked wid a walkin’ frame but she didnae want ut, AND then she be givin’ that away to the kirk folk and only used a stick. And the doctors were fair taken wi’ her and said she was a walkin’ miracle. AND THEN… she threw thut stick into the loch and she be walkin’ without even a wee limp. Now how aboot that, then?”

Jock smacked his hand against his forehead, hunched his shoulders, and spread his hands out wide as he said, “Aarrgh now. Isn’t that wot oi’ve bin sayin’ all along?


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6 thoughts on “MORE LASSIES?

  1. May Salix

    November 15, 2016

    This was lovely to listen to! It sounds like you have some Australian in that accent (I hope you don’t mind me saying so – I had to learn to speak English after having hearing problems in Korea).

    I love the way you conveyed the hopelessness of never being understood – but in a fun kind of way. Then again I suppose I’m biased because of your accent 🙂

  2. Viga Boland

    November 15, 2016

    Ha May…that’s a giggle! Christine IS an Aussie through and through! Listen to her podcasts from her book, “OLd McLarsen had some farms” which I published on Memoirabilia some time back. 2 episodes based on kangaroos on their Aussie farm. She’s just really great at accents other than Australian ones!

    • May Salix

      November 15, 2016

      Hearing those two accepts merge is very interesting. I’ve had people start arguments with me about where I’m from because apparently I have an accent.

      • Christine Larsen

        November 20, 2016

        Sincere thanks ladies… I just wish you could see me when I do a practice or two before recording. Faces are pulled, eyebrows raised and eyes stretched wide (or lowered and narrowed for deep-ish growly voices – like my beloved Ted Bear Esq.), hands fly all over the place (no Italian blood so not sure where that comes from!) and I often have to stop everything for a bit of giggle time. (Old girls giggling are a sight for sore eyes, without any story at all! Can you imagine the latent larrikin Aussie type?)

  3. Nancy Gustafson

    November 16, 2016

    Christine, I enjoyed this piece so much! Reminded me of conversations with my husband, who can’t hear and won’t wear his hearing aids. Lots of laughter and old-people jokes to share with our friends, though. You are certainly talented at accents. What a gift! I appreciate your accents because, pardon the pun, I have a tongue like molasses. And you are a wonderful storyteller. Thanks so much to you for writing it and Viga for sharing it with us.

    • Christine Larsen

      November 20, 2016

      Have you been peeking in my window Nancy? That’s surely my hubby you’re talking about?
      A doubt about my ‘accent-ability’ was born yesterday, when hubby insisted I play a little of that recording to a true Scot (complete with full accent after many years in Aus.). He smiled politely but I’m positive I didn’t imagine that chill that dribbled down my spine. Shh… don’t tell anyone, but I think he thought I sounded like bagpipes do to those who don’t understand their charms.

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