Wonderthighs has been in touch. Says various things. Starts off with a witty entrance about he'd been thinking of me the other day while listening to Scotland playing South Africa at cricket on the radio, and then later while he was sifting through some photos. "I can't believe it's been a year" - and all that.

Then he goes on to say:

"I must say ( Read more... )

I take a few days' leave of the PC to go sate my senses, only to come back to find chaos has broken loose on my little blog - from Felix and his tales of napping on the kitchen floor in ski-pants, to Carl and his adult babygrows... I can't even be bothered trying to analyse it. I like to make eccentrics and all their eccentricities welcome here on ( Read more... )

Would you believe me if I told you that to this date and to my knowledge no-one on this planet knows what makes blue eyes blue?

I hereby offer the buck to whichever person/people who has/have the expertise to solve this mystery. Fuck cures for cancer and quantum mechanics... we can't get to 2010 without knowing such a thing about one of the most ( Read more... )

Today I didn't sleep a wink. I left the house at about 9:15pm last night, and headed out for a coffee, getting so absolutely soaked to the bone in the process that when I got to the counter and said, with a moment's indecision: "Can I get aaaa... Hmm, what do I want ( Read more... )

The past two days have been really rather surreal. I still feel slightly dazed and disoriented from it all...

On Thursday, I slept in till about 2pm as is to be expected of me on any of my days off work, and sat on my arse till about half 4, when my cousin Nicole came up for help with Maths homework. After which, I sat on my arse some more until a ( Read more... )

I'm about to go to bed, but before I go, I give you this thought: If you were a 5-week-old baby and woke up in the middle of the night in the absence of your mother, you'd scream the place down too. And if you didn't, you wouldn't have stood much of a chance 10,000 years ago.

Two days of work coming at me. Have a good one.

It would appear that St. Valentine's day came and went, and I was too preoccupied to notice; which is quite convenient as I'm still bloody single.

It's late and I have two days of work (followed by a three-day weekend) coming my way. But current preoccupations that I may well speak about at greater length later are "paternal instinct" and ( Read more... )

Updating my journal a week in arrears again, I am finally going to speak about Edinburgh.

So, I went to Edinburgh last week for a belated Burn's Night held by the Scottish Youth Hostel Association, an association in which my father appears to be held in high regard. I thought it might be a good opportunity for some talent-spotting - sorry, ( Read more... )

I'm just off the phone to my nephew...

My brother Jamie in the background: Does Heather smell bad?
Ryan: Noooooo...
Me (giggling): Does daddy smell bad?
Ryan: Yesss.
Jamie: Ye think you're funny?!
(Ryan Laughs)

I'm off up to my brother's now; he's got proper covers (complete with proper artwork) and stuff to make 50 copies of our band's first ( Read more... )

Precisely a week and a few hours ago today I was happily sinking pints of Strongbow that had been bought for me by a nice guy from the isle of Barra whom Jacelyn, in her usual manner, had invited over to our table in the name of "pub chat". It goes without saying that Jac was a little tipsy at the moment she did that. I had absolutely no intention ( Read more... )