Right. I’m officially sick to the back teeth of snow. I mean, building snowmen, snowball fights and sledging are indeed endearing side effects of the current cold snap but quite frankly it’s gone on too long. I want a fucking inquiry into this. Temperatures are so low that our central heating is overwhelmed and just [...]
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The tale of the old man and the Constitution Street body count
For a long time now, I’ve occassionally noticed an old man sitting at the bus stop in the mornings. Quite clearly beyond retirement age, he assumes his position in the bus shelter and watches the world go by. Over the last few weeks, it’s started to dawn on me that he isn’t actually heading anywhere. [...]
Rumbled by the nation – one man’s embarrasment
I’ve done some tough gigs in my time. Speaking in front of a crowd is never easy. Spare a though then for the husband of home secretary Jacqui Smith, who had to face the nation’s press at the weekend and apologise for purchasing “jazz” movies on his wifes expense account, presumably for the purpose of [...]
No Russian word for ‘bawbags’ and tram dickage extraordinaire
Every so often I just feel the need to vent. Today is one of those days. It seems that everything is conspiring to bug me today, from call centre queueing systems to Edinburgh tram workers. Not that the tram workers are ever really out of my ‘anger spectrum’, but some days even they surpass themselves [...]
Rebellious Scots To Crush
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, [...]
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. [...]
Ten things on a Tuesday
Last night, I possibly saw the funniest thing I’ve seen in years. Whilst walking up the Playfair Steps with one of the guys from work, we passed a beggar who had built what could only be described as a supporting cast of ‘Snow Beggars’, complete with wee arms made of twigs and hair made of [...]
No work in this working town
Every so often I get into a particular track and can’t stop listening to it. This past week it’s been “Working Town” by Steve Hogarth which I’ve been listening to via one of his “one man and a piano” albums from his “h natural” tours. Listening to the lyrics made me think so much of [...]
