Edinburgh Fringe 2017 Week 4 Recap

The Fringe does weird things to your sleep pattern if you let it…

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The final week of the 2017 Edinburgh Fringe is here and we have to make hard decisions about which of the multitude of shows will be squeezed in and which will miss the cut.

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Edinburgh Fringe 2017 Week 3 Recap

It’s the third week of the Edinburgh Fringe, and this week, I crammed 4 shows into one day. Was it quality or quantity that won over? Let’s find out… Continue reading “Edinburgh Fringe 2017 Week 3 Recap”

Glasgow in 2014

Just some photos I took of Glasgow in 2014

It’s been a weird 12 months for my home town; started on somewhat of a low with the Clutha tragedy fallout, built up again with the Commonwealth Games and the run up to the Indy Referendum, and dipped back down again with the trouble after that, and the horror in George Square just in the past fortnight.

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A nation decides

I sit here, at 6.30am, unable to sleep thanks to copious amounts of coffee, energy drink, Tunnock’s Teacakes and for once, political intrigue.

I sit here, at 6.30am, unable to sleep thanks to copious amounts of coffee, energy drink, Tunnock’s Teacakes and for once, political intrigue. My country, the land that I love, held an Independence Referendum yesterday.
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Why I’m AYE

September 18th 2014; probably the most important day in Scotland’s history since the first Oor Wullie comic was published…

September 18th 2014; probably the most important day in Scotland’s history since the first Oor Wullie┬ácomic was published. I’ll be glad when it’s all done and dusted as this past week, things have been getting a bit nippy, although I fear no matter what the result, it’ll drag on and on and on.

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I Belong To Glasgow

So the Commonwealth Games have been and gone, and as I rattle the keys on my overworked laptop, Clyde is on S1Jobs.com looking for his next gig.

So the Commonwealth Games have been and gone, and as I rattle the keys on my overworked laptop, Clyde is on S1Jobs.com looking for his next gig. Glasgow has been hosting the 20th incarnation of the Games since last Wednesday, when we blew into town with dancing Tunnocks Teacakes, John Barrowman kissing and wee Scottie dugs stealing the show.

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