Inverallochy is a small village in the far corners of the north east of Scotland, also known as Cotton. Here it rains milk and honey as it is the true promised land, unlike those filthy inbred quities from St.Combs some people may think Inverallochy is belger but they are far wrong that is the retarded neighbours that live across the road in Cairnbulg
Tourist "hey I want to visit Inverallochy or as you call it belger"
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. PenguinBooks,1992. p. 38)