I dropped a bag of Scrabble tiles, and picked up seven of them at random. They spelled out
Is that a real word??
Not only is it a real word, it is a Scottish word. Like the multiple meanings of Flag in the last A to Z post, my thrifty Scots ancestors wanted to get as much out of a word as possible.
The way to tell an Englishman, an Irishman, and a Scotsman in a bar pub, is to serve them a drink with a fly in it. The Englishman will push the drink away, and order another. The Irishman will shrug, dip the fly out, and consume the drink. The Scotsman will dip out the fly, give it a bit of a squeeze, and shout, “Come on, give it up, ya wee sot!” Hell, he’d probably down the Englishman’s first, if he could get away with it. Which drunkenly brings us to the many meanings of a word which sounds like it was coined after several drams of Glen Fiddich in the local.
If you are north of Hadrian’s Wall, the word Gludder can, and still does, mean
a glow of heat from the sun;
a bright and warm period of sunshine between rain showers;
the sound of a body falling into the mire;
to do dirty work or work in a dirty manner;
to swallow food in a slovenly or disgusting way.
Scotland has never been the entertainment and excitement capital of the world. My Ancestors had to have something to do besides count all their sheep, because they kept dozing off. They tried tossing large rocks across the frozen surface of ponds and rivers, and invented curling. They practiced knocking smaller stones into gopher holes with their walking sticks, and invented golf, which is just flog, spelled backwards. Some time before they were forced to go home to the Missus at closing time, they dreamed up words like gludder. May the banks and braes forgive them. 😳