Fatal FOPP

It never EVER fails. No matter how much music I have, a visit to FOPP always brings more. Yesterday saw me return to work with: R.E.M. – Reckoning John Lee Hooker – Don’t look back (compilation) Sibelius – Symphony No.5, Finlandia, Tapiola and Valse Triste as performed by the Berlin Philharmonic And all for less than a tenner. Brilliant. However if you add in other recent acquisitions – three Amon Tobin albums (whom I’m sort of discovering at the moment), Starflyer 59, a boxset of Thelonious Monk (Moods), Wolfmother and Lou Rhodes albums and, well, my cup floweth over. Thankfully I’m at home today, waiting on a survey on the house, so can listen to them as and when I …

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Righteous Rubbish

Never one to pass up a free book, most of which come via my parents, I have an ever growing “to be read” pile that is currently tottering at an alarming level. So, lest it fall over and kill someone I’ve started to work through it. Now, I should explain that I have two ‘sets’ of books that I’ve yet to read. There are the neatly “placed on bookshelf” classics — Don Quixote, Count of Monte Cristo etcetera etcetera — and the the other “piled wherever I can find space” books which are typically more modern and on bestseller lists. What can I say, I’m a book whore. I’ll read anything. And so it was that I found myself reading …

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Air Frivolous

It’s all his fault, him and his “old skool kicksology“. Although I guess I could work a little harder on the willpower front… Let’s rewind a little. I enjoy playing basketball, but don’t get much chance these days. Many moons ago I used to play every Sunday night, and my idol, like every basketball fan of that era, was Michael Jordan. These were the days when rampant commercialism was just beginning, in fact I’m not even sure we realised, back then, where it would lead, so it took me all of a nano-second to decide to buy my first pair of basketball boots and, naturally, they’d have to be Air Jordan (V). I can remember trying them on in the …

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I am…

… working on a WordPress theme and finding it both easier than I thought, at times, and decidely harder than it should be, at times. My design-fu is failing me. … looking for an instrumental version of “Holding Out for a Hero” by Bonnie Tyler in MP3 format. Ideally it’d be the version from Shrek 2 to which Jennifer Saunders sings along with. … glad that today I have remembered my mobile phone. I don’t use the damn thing that often but it is comforting to have it. … feeling bad that I didn’t go out for a run last night. … wondering if the girl who sat beside me on the train this morning realised that her lacy gold …

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Logo required

I’ve longed toyed with the idea of having a logo for this site, something that will represent this silly little space in some way or another. I’d prefer something as simple as the Daring Fireball star, the Snook circle, or the Zeratsky squares but I’m stumped. Whilst I do like the current favicon (the Super G), it’s a little ostentatious and won’t ever really sit with either this design or the next (yes, it’s underway already). Suggestions welcomed.

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The Bothy

Dinner last night, and the giving of gift (should have been gifts but still waiting on second part to arrive). We had a table booked at The Bothy and as it is part of the G1 Group we were assured of a good experience. Located in Ruthven Lane, just off Byers Road, it’s a nicely outfitted, quiet restaurant, and doesn’t thrust the inevitable Scottishness in your face. Given the name, the menu is largely focussed on Scottish ingredients and yes, waiters and waitresses were outfitted in tartan. But don’t let that put you off. This is not a ‘Scotfest’ experience, but a hat tip to the history and location of the restaurant. Food-wise there are some neat takes on more …

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Happy Birthday

Mumsy is mmrrfllthh mumbble years old, Happy Birthday Mumsy! We are meeting my family in Glasgow at The Bothy restaurant for dinner, which is ideal as we’ve had a long lazy day pottering around the house and neither of us can be bothered cooking.

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On Perth

Home again, home again. Two days in Perth and the surrounding area have passed, and we are home in damp, dreich Hamilton. It’s good to be home, but the food just isn’t quite the same… more on that later. First to Pitlochry!

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