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8:51am on Wednesday, 3rd August, 2016:
My maternal grandmother's parents came down to England from Scotland, and although my grandma was born and bred in Yorkshire she did still maintain some connections with her heritage. One of these was that she used to take the Sunday Post every week, so she could keep up with the news from Edinburgh, Glasgow, highlands and other places she'd never been to.
When I was a kid, I used to like looking at th the Sunday Post when we visited, because it had two full- or half-page cartoon strips in it: The Broons and Oor Wullie. The former was about a large family (the Brown family, in English); the latter was about a young lad (Our Willie, in English) who got into scrapes. He always wore dungarees and every strip had him sitting on an upturned bucket, talking to the reader directly.
The Sunday Post is published in Dundee. You know how some cities have a year in which they put up fibreglass models of cows or sheep or giraffes or Grommit that artists have decorated? In Dundee, they've done it with Oor Wullie. There are 50 Ooor Wullies dotted around the city. This one, which is decorated by the artist who draws Oor Wullie in the Sunday Post, is opposite the hotel:
You can walk around trying to find every one and take a picture of it. It's like Pokémon Go without the micropayments.
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