Scotland
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Life continues
New tattoo, sprained ankle, and a desire to write more. But aside from that, not much else in my head. Nothing ready to fall out here at least. Off to my cousin’s wedding on Friday, sunny Birmingham for some fun with friends at the weekend and on Monday I’m hoping to try the award winning…
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Coming Soon
A few months ago I was asked to speak at a conference in Nottingham. A few months ago I bought tickets for a couple of gigs, one in Manchester (Elbow), one in Glasgow (Massive Attack). I didn’t really think about these things much until this week when I realised they were all coming up in…
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Some shops are evil
Tomorrow I am going into a city called Glasgow. Once there I will likely partake of a coffee from an American outlet known as Starbucks, and most likely wander around a variety of shops trying not to spend money (hey, I’m Scottish, shut up). This activity is known as shopping. The key purpose of shopping…
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A night in Edinburgh
For the past few years my mate Keith has worked in Edinburgh producing the lighting for the Military Tattoo. I’ve never managed to get across to see him, or any of the Edinburgh Festival before, until yesterday. He gets accommodation for the few weeks he is there, and as luck would have it there was…
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The weekend that was
Friday was damp. Friday was wet. Friday was a pretty fucking good day mainly because a band called Radiohead was playing at Glasgow Green and, whilst it there was a light drizzle for most of the evening I really didn’t care. I was just happy to be there and listen to them blast their way…
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Dumbarton from the air
Yesterday morning I cashed in a Christmas present and took the air in a hellychopper. It was quite noisy, but very smooth, and I have to admit the little boy in me loved every minute (whilst the adult in me fretted about carbon footprints and so on). We weren’t in the air very long, a…