Watching a film recently, cosied up in the caravan on a cold winters evening, I couldn’t help but notice that there were over 15 minutes of film credits at the end of the footage.
It got me thinking how complex things have become in life (as well as how every single person involved in the film in any capacity now gets a mention).
It also made me smile when I thought of what the credits reel would look like if our house build and croft regeneration were a film. I’m saving up most of the honourable mentions for my long suffering husband, but there is one outlier that I think also deserves a shout-out.
Tunnocks wafer biscuits.
There is a caramel wafer biscuit made in Glasgow, Scotland, a part of daily life here and every bit as Scottish as porridge, haggis and single malt. It’s just called Tunnocks locally.
Tunnocks is an institution. I always have a packet of them in to fuel the day with a strong cup of tea.
The plasterers shun the dark chocolate variety as too sophisticated for their tastes, and go for the milk chocolate ones with their tea and two sugars every time.
Husband likes the dark chocolate ones best.
I think he’d smile at being thought dangerously sophisticated…😊😘.
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