Nae mince in Moray: a Scottish Rap
The desperate plight of a Moray man who, unable to locate a sufficient quantity of minced beef for his evening meal, finally loses the plot and takes vengeance with his frenzied rap. “Six in the morn, oot ma baed Cup o' haet caffee, git the paper raed Rake in the tinnie fur a wee jam scone Nihing bit crumbs, fit the hell's gin oan?”





















