Minus twenty two degrees. So fucking cold that I felt the need to write it out longhand. What’s that all about? Looks like it’s going to be another weekend of shutting the door and huddling round the radiator at Chez Palmer. I had harboured ambitions of catching a bit of footy at the weekend, however [...]
Posts under ‘leith’
Rarer than a juggling monkey on a scooter
Yes indeed. That’s how rare posts on this here blog have become. I can’t believe I’ve not update since August. A lothas happened since then. Not much of it exciting. Mostly working, eating and in the case of the kids, growing. I’m finding that Twitter is stealing most of my good material from the blog [...]
Delurking day @ Three Minute Boy
I’ve got feck all to write about today. I’m lacking inspiration on a totally colossal scale. The usual round of jakeys, junkies and reprobates which punctuate these pages must be on their summer holidays. I’m suspecting there’s some kind of package deal on offer where they can presumably go to Spain for a fortnight and [...]
Always loved Elvis but never sang the blues
Cheeky wee turned on it’s head Wonderstuff reference there for anyone old enough to remember or care. Never was a man more appropriately named than Miles Hunt but that’s another story for another day (specifically a day when we are discussing the Livingston Forum gig circa 1992). Anyway, lets get this post back on track. [...]
On a wide variety of topics
Again, Twitter has inhibited my desire to write more frequently and freely on this blog. A lot of the more spontaneous situations I encounter tend to end up on there now instead of being stored up in my head and regurgitated on here later in the week. Hopefully, I’ll still manage to find the odd [...]
Boo
Me Audioboo-ing about the ‘boadies’. Do I sound like Taggart? Listen! Tweet This Post Bookmark It
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. [...]
Conversation Overheard in a Leith Newsagent
I had no change for the bus this morning and had to pop into the newsagent next to the bus stop for an obligatory “change purchase”. Whilst standing in the queue, I witnessed the following conversation at the counter. The cast list Assistant 1: Middle aged lady, serving the customers. Assistant 2: Another member 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 [...]
