My first post of 2009. I’m all Leeds United about posting. Excited that is for those who don’t do rhyming slang. I’ve not felt inspired to post this year. I’d love to get all deep and say that the prospect of 2009 and the credit crunch became too much for me and I couldn’t bring [...]
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The oldest punk in Scotland and nae bran scones
I spent yesterday in East Kilbride. I’d never been there before yesterday and I am unlikely to be back. Actually it was Hairmyres rather than East Kilbride. Hairmyres sounds like a medical condition. – Doctor, my head is itching like mad. – I suspect you’ve got Hairmyres son. These tablets should clear it up. – [...]
Yar yar, Global Service Management blah
I like the train. I particularly like the 3pm train from Kings Cross as it only takes four hours to get back to Auld Reekie. Compared to flying, that’s a competitive enough journey time and you get a comfy seat and a table all the way. What I don’t like is when two fat businessmen [...]
Snow funny on the boneshaker express
Did you see what I did with the title there? I can’t believe how many cars I’ve seen this morning with snow on the roof, even though there’s no snow to be seen in Edinburgh itself. Some of the outlying areas (presumably to the south of the city) must be like Lapland though. The real [...]
Raise your fists and yell
This week, I’m mostly loving 80′s metal and hard rock cliches. Oh how I love songs which mention:- being ‘Born to Rock’ anything involving ‘The Dangerzone’ (whatever that is). being unable to ‘stop the fire burning out of control’. crazy nights. the midnight hour. In other news, I’m working from home today and tomorrow. I [...]
Two cities, a hug and a clockwork orange
I was on the 7am train to Glasgow this morning. Not a good time to have to catch a train to get to a 9am meeting. Such is travel to and from Edinburgh these days. It seems Scotrail are making a hash of the railway lines at the same time as Edinburgh City Council are [...]
Gone to the dogs/City walls
Monday again. How glum. This weekend was spent amongst other things at the greyhound racing. I felt like Robbie Box from big deal. I just needed the camel hair jacket and I was there. We all clubbed in to put £75 on a tip we had for the last race. Disaster. It got clipped by [...]
Suited and booted
I’m all shiny today. All suited and booted. I have a presentation to deliver to a client. It’s been years since I’ve had to regularly wear a suit to work as both my current and my previous jobs have been fairly relaxed about what you wear. I mean, I’ve not pushed my luck and come [...]
Sardines
What is it about bus drivers (and I am well aware that Blakey was a bus inspector) which make them so miserable? I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve been running for a bus and I know that the bastard can see me in his wing mirror and yet he still pulls away [...]
