A Golden Anniversary. 50 years of womanly Patience

032  My good friend and talented author Mac Black has some lovely news to share. He has cause to celebrate. He and his wife have just celebrated their fifty year anniversary! It is hard to believe sometimes in a world where so many things are so ephemeral and fleeting that true love still exists, but these two are a testament to the fact that it does.

I wish you all the same luck in love and amazing life with your special someones that these two have had. Please take a moment to read a special poem by Mac and to wish them both another 50 years of  happiness (and patience on her part.)

 

Oh, and while you are here you  might as well check out Mac’s books too…I am in the middle of giggling my way through one of them now. 🙂

 

You can find those at the bottom of this post. First, a poem about love, marriage and 50 years of devotion from a brilliant Scottish writer:

 

Aye… It was fifty years ago we wed. Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

Don’t dae it, Son, hurr faither said. Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

Noo, ah thought he was doin’ the clever stuff

Bein’ ower smart, playin’ double bluff!

But …perhaps I wisnae wise enough.

We’re mairried!

 

When we mairried first we hud tae gae… Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

…Tae buy a bed. That’s whit ye dae. Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

It hudd tae be wann that wis made o’ widd

It wisnae cheap, but affy guid,

Wi’ a mattress tae – furr seven quid.

Still goat it!

 

Wi’ a wife an’ twa daughters, ah’ve hud tae be… Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

…Aye on the defensive. It wis wann against three. Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

I could dae nothin’ right. “Not so fast, you’re aye speedin’”

Or, “Would you put doon that book! You’re no’ listenin’ – yer readin’!”

An’ ah couldnae hide in the toilet – there wiss aye someone needin’.

I hudd nae chance…

 

But …see ma Joan, she’s braw at the cookin’. Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

An’ wi’ hurr peenie oan, she’s no’ bad lookin’… Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

In the kitchen, hawwww …see, the pots aw steamin’…

Her puddins tae, whoahhh …aw tapped wi’ creamin’

So, if ye like yer food, lads, stoap yerr dreamin’

Get mairried!

 

Thurr’s a rumour aboot that I’m under her thumb. Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

Furr a man tae admit that wid be affy dumb. Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

No… I’m free as a birdie. I go oot oan a jaunt

Doon Tesco furr shoppin’ – jist see if ah can’t.

I ken whit tae dae, an’ I dae whit ah want…

She lets me!

 

Oh, ye canny be mairried furr fifty years… Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

…An’ no argue a bit – an’ maybe thurr’s tears. Help ma Boab… Help ma Boab…

But a wee cuddle or twa brings ye in fae the cauld. Aye…

…Fifty years stayin’ the gither gets a medal – it’s gold.

But she’ll no let me forget that it means that we’re old,

And still …mairried!

Happy anniversary you guys!!!

Check out Mac’s books here:

http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15903478-derek-s-in-trouble?ac=1

 

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