The class photo had just been taken at Drumchapel and the teacher is trying, with little success, to persuade them to purchase it.
“Now come on,” she urges them, “I know it seems a lot of money, but it’ll be well worth it in years to come, when you look at it when you are older and say there’s Shuggie, he’s now a brickie, there’s Morag, she’s married to our doctor, there’s Wee Billy, he’s done well since then.”
From the back of the class came.
“And there’s the teacher – she’s deid!”
