I’ve got a theory. (OK, several)I think that school dinners are something we love to hate, that we’re conditioned to grumble about. Like the weather, the end of the holidays, children and housework. All of which (apart from housework) have much going for them if you think about it hard enough. It’s a British thing. I’m […]
What did I come upstairs for again?
290/365 Don’t You (Forget About Me) – the ironic remix
The post today contained a pair of tickets to see Simple Minds and support band Ultravox in Glasgow’s new Hydro next month. Marvellous, you’d think. Only I have no recollection of having bought them. Not a shred. I vaguely remember seeing something about it. And that’s it. I must – in an idle, amnesiac, affluent moment in the […]