disgust · Aug 19, 05:14 pm
Okay, how about this for spelling on an official email today – the person sending it to me referred to conditions ‘as disgust’…on exam results day too – ah, ‘education, education, education’ as a former british prime minister uttered…
veins · Aug 17, 09:49 pm
I remembered an advert today that i saw on the side of an Edinburgh taxi last week which I found mildly perturbing. It was for a service involving thread vein removal. I know this is a necessary procedure for many but I am unsure as to the efficacy of advertising a clinic for such things on the side of a moving vehicle. Perhaps I didn’t fully appreciate it as I am not yet the target for such operations and when my time comes (and decrepitude is indeed progressing so it is simply a matter of time) perhaps I will feel differently. I also wonder at the kind of person who might jot down such a number for such an establishment from the side of a cab and think it would be ideal for them…it’s the most unusual advert I have seen on a public transport vehicle, I’ll give it that…
pearls · Aug 16, 10:08 pm
Himself loves a cup of Jasmine tea – nay, he is ADDICTED to the stuff. His favourite are the pearls that open out into leaves when very hot water (though not boiling, he assures me) is poured over them. Today I found some ‘soft downey balls’ belonging to him and but for the fact that I am aware of his addiction I might have thought they were something else entirely…And ain’t tea RACEY these days…
In other news, banana bread is wonderful of itself, especially if made by a domestic goddess such as Curly McLynn, but in yesterday’s experiment I found that wine was a better cure for my hangover than the fine confectionery she plied me with. The things you learn!
banana · Aug 15, 11:30 am
Today I shall be testing the theory that banana bread can cure a hangover. It was the Dad’s 5th anniversary yesterday (where does the time go?) and as is traditional the clan celebrated by hitting the many bars of Galway in the West of Ireland. I tried to play safe by avoiding town and visiting a friend to drink wine and eat cheese…it didn’t work. Hopefully the banana bread will have magical properties. Now we plan a spin to Sligo to see where himself is resting presently and there’s a threat of swimming in the sea…It seems a good idea from here…but it could all go horribly wrong…oh, and I had a lot of chat with a four year old very early this morning – she was in great form and had MANY questions for me…mostly along the lines of WHY? oh why indeed…
gulls · Aug 13, 01:08 pm
The dawn chorus in the lovely seaside town of North Berwick is LOUD – basically seagulls SHRIEKING at the world and one another…
The sun is shining now and all is well. Event at 2pm – I always love getting out and meeting the readers. Am not looking forward to reading from the new book though as it’s unfamiliar to me to say these new words aloud – but there’s gotta be a first time and this is it! Brace yourselves, ye Scots!
NORTH BERWICK · Aug 12, 06:54 pm
Well, North Berwick east of Edinburgh is very pretty indeed. I am doing an In Conversation event tomorrow at 2pm in the Speigletent at the Fringe By The Sea festival and I hope any of you in the area will fetch along.
I met one of the puppets who played the Corpse Bride today and she was very beautiful indeed. It’s always such a thrill to see such wonders up close. I once met Bagpuss, for instance. Also got say Hi to a Noddy, a Postman Pat and some Mars Attacks puppets. The wacky world o showbiz, my friends….
spend... · Aug 11, 10:21 am
As someone has pointed out just now the Large Hadron collider in Cern, which is being used to prove the Big Bang Theory and therefore may aid mankind somehow, cost €15billion. The London Olympics will cost the guts of €12billion and hopefully bring joy to millions, while celebrating human excellence. Anglo Irish Bank, which the Irish Government bailed out by buying it ‘for the nation’, and which was in freefall through greed and extraordinary mismanagement, is now costing the nation €24billion…I’ll admit that economics and figures are nt my strong point BUT even I can see what’s wrong with this picture…set · Aug 10, 11:07 am
one of the great things about this set is that there are always top sweeties to be had. today liquorice allsorts* from wardrobe and last week sal had what seemed like an endless supply of bon bons – till they ran out, of course. i’m usually good to get some chocolate from. good times. and right now a black tongue on the McLynn for filming*…
hypo · Aug 8, 06:32 pm
I have a friend who has become a proper hypochondriac of late – not a man either, funnily enough. Anyhow she went through a phase of thinking she had AIDS, which is extreme by any standard. She doesn’t have it, by the way. Here’s the thing – she’s hugely allergic to shellfish and will go into anaphalactic shock if she eats any. She’s supposed to carry one of those adrenaline pencil things with her at all times BUT she doesn’t. And yet she’s worried she has EVERYTHING else. Inconsistent?…eh, YES…
other · Aug 6, 10:49 pm
They say hell is other people and from 2 train journeys, yesterday and tonight, I’d be in agreement just now. The first, a metrolink trip in Manchester, was quite amusing – probably because it was no more than 10 minutes of listening to 2 people say the same things over and over again to one another. Basically one of the men involved was DEFINITELY going to get onto his mobile phone company next July (planning ahead) when his contract is up and let them know that he wants the same deal but a new phone as he’s had the same phone three years now. His companion said ‘you should say you’ve had offers from other companies.’ First Man ‘my contract is up in July and I’m going to say to them that I want the same deal but a different phone. I’ve had the same phone 3 years now.’ Companion ‘you should say you’ve had offers from other companies.’ First Man ‘my contract is up in July, etc’ and on and on and on for 6 stops and then I got off. I have the feeling they’re still discussing the issue in another venue now, in exactly the same terms as yesterday.
Tonight it was loud boom box music, raucous chatter from some overexcited youths and youthettes who were going to Brighton via That London and a drunk man opposite me who was convinced I was the character married to Dev in Coronation Street (the fumes were heady). He also assured me I’d get ‘glowceemia’ (sic) from working too much on the laptop.
I was glad to arrive clean and serene to Himself and shall take to the cot now with an abstemious hot chocolate.
Goodnight to Friday, and all who’ve sailed in her.