It’s official. I’m getting old. I was thinking back to Hogamanay, it was about 4:30 a.m. when the guitars came out, and I realised that I knew more words to the songs than I really should…Dumbarton’s Drums, Wild Rover (but alas not the Battle of GlenFruin…).

Next up my Dad (active in the local Burns club – it’s a chore he loves) had a book about the history of Dumbarton, and damn interesting it is too. OK, so maybe I’m not getting old, just getting patriotic, or nostalgic or SomeTHiNG, whatever it is I’m gonna see how long it lasts. My guess is not very, as a child of the 20th century my attention span is shorter than a gnats… antenna…

My ‘new’ project has already been bumped in favour of tweaking this site – I guess I kinda new it would…

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Long time blogger, Father of Jack, geek of many things, random photographer and writer of nonsense.

Doing my best to find a balance.

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