| Comment | To cut a long story short, I went through a rough time of it a few years ago and found myself walking through Maryhill with tears streaming down my face. I walked past a building site and tried to keep my head down so no one would see how upset I was. Sadly for me, one of the builders saw me with tears falling down my face and made eye contact with me. “Hen!” He shouts. “HEN!”. I stop and look at him, ready to have a go at him for whatever comment he’s about to come out with. “Hen…” he says “whoever he is, he’s just no worth any tears hen”. He said it so sincerely that I almost thought he’d confused me for someone else who maybe was going through a relationship crisis but no, he was just a random guy giving out reverse cat-calls. |
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