Grammer.

[Son of a gun-ner]

Er...were you enlisted in the Salvation Army, Shaun?

I nearly choked on my tea

[Max-U52]

Well, for the Glaswegians I worked with it was not a tirade or meant to be foul, they really did use the F-bomb as a form of punctuation. No offense intended by them.

So do Dubliners, except it's "Feckin' this" and "Feckin' that".
Using 'Like' every other word can be much, much more annoying... Liked the 'Burnistoun' clip.
By contrast, hundreds of miles and distilleries further North, today's Highlanders- notwithstanding their legendary battle prowess-rarely use effing expletives, and that's because the influence of the 'Kirk' is still strong up here. But not as strong as the poteen
Slainte mhor! (Good Health!)
I posted a vid of a Scots parliamentarian speaking Scots Gaelic (minus any expletives), here are some young Irish folk speaking Irish Gaelic (minus the Gaelic expletives found in other vids by same contributor ) .
Irish and Scots Gaelic were once one language.
'Gaelic' is pronounced 'Gallic' in Scotland.
The 'Celts' were Gaels; (think: Gauls and Asterix in France), and hence 'Gallic'.

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The influence of the Kirk? Is that anything like the influence of the Spock? Bwahaha

[43rdRecceReg]

Best Blues = Number 1 dress (Ceremonial)(Blo*dy Expensive) Commissioned,--Beret with Silver badge, Silver rank badges on epaulettes,Jump Wings on upper shoulder, NCOs Gold Rank on upper arm except WO1/2 on lower arm and gold Quali and Skill badges on lower arm or chest,
Awards on the chest and Mr Wilkinsons finest Sheffield Steel at the waist, Jumpboots (Highly Polished), Sam Browne.And If you have been awarded one your Freefall badge in Gold on the lower sleeve .Battalion Lanyard in appropriate colours.
You did ask

Underneath the case hardened paratrooper, there's a hopeless romantic lurking, eh, Shaun ?:) Yes, I'm familiar with Number 1 dress uniforms, but my comment was an oblique reference to your youthful Innocent's shock at hearing an English Rose use the 'f-word'. It reminds' me of a line from 'The Tempest': "..nought ill could dwell in such a temple!.."
For some reason, Vivienne Leigh comes to mind- that archetypal English rose, but one who wasn't quite as innocent as she looked. Not that I'm saying your soul mate is anything other than the perfect partner. I'm sure she is But, I do appreciate friends and others who are not entirely predictable. That's the spice of life.