It’s well know that us Scots are a shower of separatist bastards. Always have been. A good old fashioned pain in the arse of anyone who has ever had the misfortune of trying to govern us. An Irish guy who I used to work with once told me that the Scots were the most divided, [...]
Posts from ‘February, 2009’
Sometimes in Edinburgh…
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Where did all the time go?
Someone posted on my Facebook ‘Wall’ last night, saying that it must be about 18 years since they last saw me. They are probably right. What shocked me is that 18 years ago was 1991. I still think of 1991 as recent. It quite clearly isn’t. If you look back at photos from 1991 I [...]
Bogston and Bully’s special prize
Yesterday morning I travelled to Glasgow. Alighting at Queen Street I thought I should pay a visit to the gents prior to leaving the station. The ‘Superloos’ as they are known. 20p to get in. That’s posh. Anyway (and stop reading now if you don’t appreciate toilet humour), in I go and find a free [...]
Paul Daniels is my mate
Well, not really. But I am registered as a subscriber on his blog. I visited his blog after reading the ‘top blogs’ list in last weekends Sunday Times Culture magazine. I thought, “Hey ho, Paul Daniels has a blog?” and gave it a read. I used to be a huge Paul Daniels fan as a [...]
A swirling grey cloud with a baby lurking somewhere
Today was our 20 week scan. I always find ultrasound scans a headwreck to watch. Like TV interference with the occassional arm or leg popping into view. It’s very difficult to determine what anything is most of the time. The tension is always enormous as the operator silently measures head diameter, heart valves and god [...]
Sleepless in Leith II
Last night was one of those nights when you just can’t get to sleep for trying. I should stress that the parentage of wee Alfie’s bairn was not the reason for my restlessness. Unfortunately, I can’t really pinpoint what was up last night. Most likely just a case of working away far too late on [...]
Alfie. Is not your daddy? (post title subject to change after DNA testing)
I’m on a blog frenzy this weekend, but how could I fail to be with such hilarious news topics as ‘Alfie the Shagger’ all over the press. According to today’s Sunday Mail, young Alfred may not necessarily be the father of the baby girl after all. Turns out that Chantelle (Alfie’s girlfriend) has been kissing [...]
What’s it all about Alfie?
It seems that the whole of the UK is in uproar because a 13 year old kid called Alfie became a father this week. Righteous indignation seems to be the mood in the press. ‘The Sun’ broke the story, which makes me laugh as they milked it enough to get all of the official photos. [...]
A momentous, if slightly worrying moment of child development
Yesterday evening we were sitting in the living room with Sam when he strolled over to the TV, pressed the button – and turned it on!!! Part of me was proud at his ability to watch and learn. For weeks he has been trying to turn it on but he has either not had the [...]
