by catriona » Thu Aug 02, 2007 5:41 pm
Thanks to my wonderful and caring sister, who first introduced me to Night Song of the Last Tram, my sanity is still somewhat intact.
One late night, in the midst of a a very stressful period in my life, my sister, called and said, "Wait till you hear this!" At first I couldn't make out what she was saying...she was laughing so much as she read to me the chapter about Robert's visit to the dentist, (page 67 - "Doctors and Dentists Are Bad For You") It was hillarious!!! Thus began a nightly ritual of phone calls from my sister, meteing out one chapter at a time, in no particular order. (which was her way of helping to lighten my load, since we didn't live near each other) That's the beauty of the book, every chapter tells it's own wee story. My sister and I laughed and cried over that book, nightly, for weeks. I eventually purchased my own copy from Amazon.com and was able to read it from the beginning, chapter by chapter in proper order. It remains a treasured possession to pick up and open whenever I need a wee pick-me-up.
I should mention that our mum was Glasgow born and bred and although we were born and raised, "Doon the Watter", our mum never lost her Glasgow accent. When we were little she'd relate things to us about her Glasgow childhood that mirrored exactly, so much of the stuff in Night Song...
To belittle is to be little