I’m doing a bit more commuting these days – to Edinburgh twice a week, since you ask. The plan is to use all that lovely sitting down, wified time to get writing. I’ve even bought a fold-up keyboard to use with my iPad. So I’m ready, really ready. No excuses. And… Not gazing through the […]
Show me the Monets
The shame… “Oh no, madam. The Monets are at Kelvingrove, we’ve got Manets, and Degas and lots of other stuff. But if it’s Monets you want, you’ll need to go elsewhere,” the lady with the badge at the Burrell Collection said gently. But her kindness didn’t soften it, Boy Three’s face fell. We were crushed. […]
Christmas reflections: the empty grotto
It suddenly struck me yesterday. In Sainsbury’s in Braehead, since you ask. The Thing that had been worrying me this Christmas, and probably many previous ones too. I was in browsing the bog roll as Boy One was at the Saturday Sweep – the regular have-a-go curling session. It’s a new venture (curling not toilet […]
In defence of Donald Trump (sort of)
Got you. Of course, I’m not supporting anything the nylon-haired loon says. He’s loathsome. Bigoted, sexist, homophobic and probably nasty to animals too. No redeeming features. I am, however, supporting his right to voice his (cretinous) opinions. And to do it in this country where, if he oversteps the mark, there is legislation. We’re not […]
To be a pinball wizard…
It’s been busy here. I know, I know. Less than two weeks to Christmas, of course, it’s busy and if you’re not busy you’re doing it wrong. Bag-laden folk rushing about with clenched jaws and rapidly emptying wallets. Ho ho hum. Anyhow, it’s not just the annual jollities that have kept me busy… Among other […]