Desire

I can’t believe it, A Streetcar Called Desire is on the telly. Sadly, my second in command, who has now passed out, hadn’t recognised Messrs Brando, Malden et al.

I may need to see this through to the end. I have M&S beer left over from the train. And Doritos.

I have to say that I love this city (Glasgow). Today, we’ve visited most of some of my most favourite bars, including Sloans, Mono and the 13th Note.

We didn’t just have beer though. No, we bought more stuff we don’t really need. But we’ll not talk about that here.

Anyway, because I’ve had a moderate (my doctor may not agree) amount of beer, I should focus on the rest of the film. Fortunately, I have more beer.

Flooding II

What a waste of time and money. After only a couple of days, the quayside flood barriers are being taken down.

White out

According to the Metro’s headline this morning, we have a white out. No, it’s just a little bit of snow.

When I was a lad, I had to walk to school in neck deep snow. What’s happening to the country?

Flooding

I live in the North. The proper north. We have bad weather on occasion; lesser Northerners may need to wear big coats when visiting.

But, apparently, there’s a need to build (admittedly temporary) flood defences in town.

Such an event may indicate that the North could be losing its resilience, its contra-southern-wussness.

Or something more serious. This could be the kind of random freak event that happens once in a lifetime. But, of course, it isn’t once in a lifetime.

So, perhaps, we need to think about the impact our mass consumption society is having on the planet. Alternatively, we could just pretend it isn’t happening.

At the end of the day, I live on a big hill, so I’m ok.

Richard Brautigan

Currently in transit to the office, listening to the Lovely Eggs’ Digital Accordian.

Exercise

A great way to get some early morning exercise; moving a couple of tons of firewood.

Jakehead

A great way to end a short evening in town (after a meal). A pint of Jakehead in the Bridge Hotel.

Nosferatu

I may have purchased tickets for this.

Wood

Since we’ve a firewood delivery in a couple of days, I’ve cleared some space this morning by cutting the remainder of our log pile.

In my past few years of cutting firewood, I’ve come across some unusual forms inside pieces of wood. Old nails and wire, deep inside the wood and long grown over, are fairly common. But I like the effects of old, dead, branches or twigs being overgrown.

In this particular piece, a couple of thin twigs had long since been overgrown, resulting in their holding the log together when I tried to cut it.