mona lisa musta had the highway blues
But first… The day before the wedding, a wise woman gave me a piece of advice (in the form of a video, all the way from Australia). “Don’t try to record everything,” she told me, “just enjoy.” And I didn’t write down a thing until Tuesday. The best day of my life went a little […]
Read More“So… when are we moving here?” It’s funny. No, it’s not funny at all. But in recent years I have let myself become distracted from my original goal of moving to the City. I can’t bear to live another four years without this place. Yeah, sure it’s ridiculously hot in the summer and I’ll do […]
Read More“This isn’t going to be one of those bride things, with the magazines,” I was warned about thirty seconds after the first gleeful phonecall to my best friend. And I don’t intend for this to become one of those wedding blogs either, although I’m sure odd bits I find particularly interesting will slip through the […]
Read MoreAt about five minutes from full time,the fluorescent jackets of a hundred match stewards began to mill in the aisles and the gaps between the stands; and the announcer made the upteenth call: “IN THE INTERESTS OF SAFETY, PLEASE REMAIN IN THE STANDS. PLEASE DO NOT INVADE THE PITCH”. As things stood, with Wolves a […]
Read MoreJay and I had decided that, rather than get each other Christmas presents this year, we’d buy some bookshelves and things for the house. These are currently being assembled, if the masculine sounds from the hall are anything to go by, which leaves us with the question of how to categorise the books – hopefully […]
Read MoreI first saw Jesse Malin live five years ago – five years to the day in fact, or thereabouts. It was a show at the Glasgow Garage and the start of a whole new world for me – my welcome to a place where the singer hangs out at the merch stand afterwards and you […]
Read MoreI think I’ve mentioned before that mine and the Stringer’s little flat would be quite the des-res were it not for the proximity of a certain major Scottish football stadium. Here’s something we found out after piling a trolley high with provisions for our Hallowe’en/flatwarming party last night: none of the local taxi companies will […]
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