A few years ago it would have been acceptable to say what I really think about this child and her mental condition.
Ach, well, she's wee loudmouth who has no manners and no couth, and what she needs is a good skelp round the lugs
and to be sent back to school to do some growing and maturing: and, with any luck, in about 20 years she'll turn
out quite reasonable.
As to her diagnosed mental condition: well, there are pills and, possibly, a wee stay in a mental hospital for that sort
of thing.
'acceptable'; ach, fash; a spade might not be a shovel, but it is also not best described as a "loam relocator" by some
mealy-mouthed tyke either.
Richmond pops up again.