When I go up to Glasgow I often find that within minutes of getting off the bus in the city centre I am smiling at something.
Last time, I watched as the bus sailed past the stop to the consternation of a man who had been waiting patiently to get on it. Two women behind me Tut-tutted and one said to the other
Ye've goa'ae stonn oo' wi yer honn oo'
(Apostrophe indicating glottal stop. My spellcheck underlined all of this, unsurprisingly!)
I laughed out loud and could have hugged them.
You have to stand out with your hand out could be a metaphor for succesful living. Make demands, ask, make things happen for you, don't just stand back waiting...
I also enjoyed a virtuoso trumpeter in Buchanan St who doffed his hat with a theatrical flourish to someone who put money in his instrument case, and a line up in front of another street musician, in Argyll St. An oldish well-dressed lady was showing three young trendy girls the steps of a dance. They were having a great time and seemed oblivious of those watching - maybe that is a characteristic of Glasgow humour? That it's unselfconscious?
I do wonder if you have to be Glaswegian to appreciate the humour but if you, do you may enjoy this - really corny, terribly dated, but funny (to some!) Apologies if not to you..
Do you think humour has regional and national differences?