THERE is still fun to be had in politics. As Ray Russell in Dundee tells us with a smile: "I notice many of the Yes camp's 45 signs have been defaced by people drawing a dollar sign in front of them.

"Is this something to do with the price of oil?"

WE asked for your King Tut's stories as the legendary Glasgow venue is 25 years old. Says Gary Laird: "Went to King Tuts to see punk super-group Dead Men Walking, and as we approached the venue I noticed the many estate cars and people carriers belonging to all the former anarchists in the crowd. After standing in the well-ordered queue at the bar we waited and waited on the band coming on until someone at the front spotted the son of one of the band members. 'Haw son. Tell yer da tae hurry up - we've got our work in the mornin,' he shouted." So not quite the anarchists of old.

MISUNDERSTANDINGS continued. Those who know their old Scottish words will appreciate Jen Hogg in Netherlee telling us: "When I was wee, we would go to Glamis where my relatives once had a roofing business, and I was often told that my great-grandfather was a slater. I can remember being utterly freaked out by the fact that I was related to a wee beastie with lots of legs."

TWITTER is a great way of following the minutiae of folk's lives. The other day former First Minister Jack, now Lord, McConnell tweeted cheerily: "Lovely day for a train journey down the East Coast - all set for some peace building and campaigning." Within hours a cloud has passed over Jack's face as he added: "Spoke too soon. East Coast train breaks down. Now standing beside a toilet on the next train for at least three hours. Pathetic"

But Jack bounced back shortly afterwards: "Grabbed a seat at Darlington!"

His good cheer did not last. "You couldn't make it up. Seat was booked - by a Tory Minister in the Lords! I'm back at the toilet door."

Still, someone tried to cheer him up by adding: "Well, you have taken all the Tory seats in Scotland. It's karma."

THE sights you see in the supermarket. A Troon reader tells us a local lady had to travel to the crematorium near Ayr to collect her husband's ashes. She then told him: "I had to call in at the supermarket on the way home. And I looked at the ashes in the urn beside me on the front seat. And I thought that my husband always liked a trip to the supermarket, so I just took them in with me."

EXASPERATED Borders wife Julie Whitley took to her community Facebook page to tell her fellow residents of West Linton about the untidiness of her husband Paul. It seems that to help himself, Paul bought the book The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying by Marie Kondo. You've guessed it - according to Julie, he lost it.

JOHN Rankin in Perth mused on the strangeness of the English language. He received a package in the post on which was a label stating: "Do Not Ship By Air".

A COLLEAGUE wanders over to tell us: "My mate was wearing camouflage trousers and one of these hi-viz jackets. I thought, make your flippin' mind up."