“SHOEBOX i’nt middle of motorway. Bloody lucky.” Such was the tenor of Sam Galbraith’s peroration to senior pupils in the capital during a meet-the-clients consultation on his draft Education Bill.
The Education and Culture Minister astonished pupils by recalling his poverty-stricken background in a Greenock housing scheme and the frugalities his wife endured in her student days.
She had boiled turnip most nights of the week and still had cash to buy two pints on a Saturday, Dr Sam confessed.
“Ah, but they were ‘appy times.”
