A move towards order, folded things anyway… see my nice PJ bottoms on the pile there… Yuk, it smells as bad as you’d expect. It is apparently self-replenishing The big picture – note instructions in big letters on the dryer door. How so many smalls can make a big… It’s the children’s art gallery too… […]
153/365 Culzean Castle – or we got NTS family membership so we’re going to use it.
152/365 Pedalling to Paisley – what I learned
151/365 This morning was a mighty long time ago…
Thanks to a three-year-old boy who is already beside himself about his fourth birthday next week, I had a bit of a broken night. Then I was off into town early.There were long shadows as everyone hurried through Glasgow to work. Have you noticed how it’s really quiet too? Nothing but the sound of feet slapping […]
150/365 Why does my desk collect weird things?
Like I really need specs to make my eyes look bloodshot!My desk seems to be the end point for a form of domestic long-shore drift whereby miscellaneous bits of crap that no one ever takes responsibility for arrive. Not me, they say looking down their noses at another useless gewgaw. Well not me either, son. How does […]