Kennlin an' Shunners

(NB: If you're reading this on Facebook, the original post is from my blog) Over Christmas we burned about 10 big plastic fishboxes worth of scrap timber and logs that I had chopped up with the electric circular saw and the axe. (Folk that live along the coast will know how useful washed-up fishboxes can be. I used to jump over piles of them on my Grifter thanks to a plywood ramp and a lot of pedal power - very dangerous!). Clearing out the fireplace naturally brings back a lot of oul vocabulary, like shunners and kennlin (cinders and kindling in standard English). Of course the weans look at me like I'm from the moon, but when I explain the words they get into it and start using them forbye.