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Catastrophists
Glasgow people are into escalating disaster and they express its inevitability through a stripped down economy of language worthy of Pound’s early experiments in imagism.
I swear I heard someone say this: Aye. He stood on a tack. Had tae huv both legs aff. -
I Missed That Meeting
Coffee shops offering 2 dozen varieties of said beverage at straight-faced yet outlandish prices, Latin verbiage awkward in the mouths of Scots ‘baristas’, or assistants, smug tho they may be ( Read more... ) -
The Glasgow Binary
I was in a single room, tidying up around a patient and playing my part in the ritual chit-chat:
7.30 tonight I finish; aye, it’s a long day but sure, keeps you out of mischief.
Usual schtick.
Right enough, son, she said. Whit wid ye be daein if ye wereny at yer work? Drinkin. -
memento molar
After fitting my new crown, the dentist presented me with the casts he'd had to make of my teeth. A jagged semi-circle of bunched-up, chalky yellow, set in a clear plastic wedge, and second, the lower set, bare ( Read more... ) -
Clues
My bedside reading titles:
God Is Not Great
They F*** You Up
Fear
Disgrace
The Making of Star Wars -
Ooo-ee-oo-ee-oo
Oh, hullo!
Last night Mo, the Bean and I danced like eejits round our kitchen to 'Temptation' by New Order. God, it was brilliant. Just saying.
We celebrated wee Beanyhead's THIRD birthday on Wednesday. Lord. Wing-ed chariot for Unclef! -
A pretty pass
These days, if I don't write it down, it doesn't get done.
Thus, today's thankfully short shopping list:
Black tie
infant koff mixture
soya milk
How could you ever guess the circumstances of a day in your life, years hence? -
(Untitled)
Margaret Ward, 1906 - 2009.
Goodbye, I love you. -
Before and after enlightenment
Just back from hauling 2 yowge Ikea bags stuffed full of my and the Missus' smalls to the launderette cos our washing machine has its soapy maw full with the child's clothes, many of which i pegged on the line earlier, with a combination housewife/frontiersman squint at the horizon, looking for signs of rain. Unclef thinks: houswork...Ikea...child ( Read more... ) -
The Price of Leisure
I'm back, it seems ( Read more... )