Witterings about lots of things.
Somehow a few weeks went by, and then it was a year since I last updated this blog. How remiss of me. Despite this apparent wilting of creativity, the writing side of life has been trundling along nicely, with articles of mine appearing in the Scottish Review (if you haven’t had a look, the SR... Continue Reading →
When we got our cat, he was small and neat, still and silent. He was motionless to the point of invisibility. I was surprised to find him in amongst laundry I’d been folding, or on a chair I was about to sit down on. He only ever moved after cautious consideration. Then he would pad... Continue Reading →
Every day give yourself a present... Advice for a lifetime. What will you do for yourself today? (Nice coffee? It’s always coffee over here). Nanette If you have not yet, please proceed immediately to Netflix and watch this comedy special (or, anti-comedy special). I am bowled over by the oratory genius of Hannah Gadsby. I’m... Continue Reading →
January. The long morning-after. A time of mad diets, tentative declarations of sobriety, and a communal wish to be anywhere but here and now. January does something evil to those of us in a cold climate: it's so bad, so unrelentingly bleak, that it begins to feel like a judgement from on high. A smackdown.... Continue Reading →
So this is Christmas. We are divided, between those who are easily swayed by the mob mentality (Chrrriiiistmas they scream, eggnog drunk), and those who deem this season a massive waste of time and money. I would fall in to the latter (because I hate spending money and group projects are the absolute worst) except... Continue Reading →
So... Bloggy thoughts have trundled around my head for weeks, and now I realise that it has somehow been four months since I last wrote anything. I am sorry. Normal service will resume (cheese-snack appreciation! Terrible puns!) I have no excuse, except that life got very full and very real (leaving one job, seeking a... Continue Reading →
Have you ever looked back upon a time in your life and thought is that me? It can’t be. I’ve been daydreaming about my summers during university, when I worked part time and wrote sprawling essays and stories for my own enjoyment. I mean, really? I did that? I sat there in that kingdom of... Continue Reading →
When faced with a choice between two things, I think its’s always sensible to check: can’t I have both? A long life or a good life. Well, one of the reasons I gave up alcohol and cigarettes is because I wanted more of the good stuff and less of the bad (mornings full of nice... Continue Reading →
Ahoy! Tis Friday. For us nine to fivers, it’s time to really let loose, strike out and seize the means of production go on a jolly weekend bender. If you are anything like me, you have been getting through this working week with a heady mix of coffee, sugar and confused shouting. I’d like to... Continue Reading →
A few weeks ago I wrote about Womankind magazine and the editor’s vision of a readership that wanted to ‘look outward, not inward’. I was in need of a bit of that. Just when we thought the sun might return, there were unreasonable flurries of snow across grey Glasgow. All my waking hours were structured... Continue Reading →
