Lost on Byres Road, everyone else lagged behind. Turn the corner and a maniac bus tries to run me down outside the Balgownie Rd Ashvale ( Read more... )

I'm not allowed to take my radio in to listen to before the bands start.
I'm not a terrorist.

I'm a time-travelling undercover cop on a gun running sting as my ten-years-ago-self hands out xmas invitations for the council.

Walking the walls of Aberdeen Castle on the search for a way to retreive bags left in a locked garden with The Tall Man and his friends. The reward will be cadbury's flake chocolate mousse dessert ( Read more... )

Psychobilly Zombie Show on a ferry.

Sauchiehall Street; post flood deluge, everything covered in mud and slime, thunderstorm darkness verging on an ecliptic night; can hardly walk, every joint aches, limbs feel too heavy to move ( Read more... )

Leave the Cathouse and return on a bus to get searched at the door - discover a missing gold ring. Panic lasts longer than finding it two stairs down.

Teviot style hall means spotting Aurora dancing in the fog but the double bar wait means she jumps on my back for unexpected hugs.

Blackpool amusements and the best rollercoaster in the world ( Read more... )

Haystacks rolling down a hill with lofty ladders used for spelling.

It's also bad form to put paper in the bin once told about recycling but otherwise meh.

Plane overshoots the runway as we argue over why they circle so often to slingshot onto the correct trajectory. (It's a money making ruse to burn more fuel, not a navigational necessity, ok ( Read more... )