On coming down to breakfast and seeing Jim Moore had been in the wars:

“That’s an awful job – who on earth stitched you up?” Jim: “You did – last night.”

On examining Max Horton, hurt during a game at Old Aloysians:

‘Aye – it’ll be sore but it’s fine’.  Max struggled round Glasgow, then Edinburgh – before a Monday morning trip to an X-ray at PRI A&E revealed . . . . a broken fib and cracked tib!!