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Banking on it
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Rabbitrabbitrabbit….
Jings. For someone who finds it difficult to shut up, on a record number of occasions this year so far I have been lost for words, bereft of speech, stunned into silence, gobsmacked, and summarily disenfranchised vocally. This and the manic vortex that has passed for a life recently has resulted in fewer than usual…
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Out, out, damned Spotty Dog
Sometimes, and I know you will find this hard to believe, I can’t think of anything to say. No flurry of verbiage rushes unbidden to the tongue. No tales, badly told, of chums’ misdeeds or misfortunes are haphazardly heaped on the hapless listener (ok, enough of that). In truth and in short, I have had…
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Alhambra Nights
Went to see the Bootleg Beatles last night, in the Dunfy Alhambra, spotted more than one chum in the audience, plus Geoff on duty. Band were just superb, I would definitely go to see them again, brilliant fun. Following on from Poulet au Disastre we had rather more success with the Haddock of Spinachly Joy,…
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Losing it
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and so it goes*
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Do be do be do..
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Kulchur
Yesterday we saw A View From The Bridge at the Lyceum theatre in Edinburgh which was a very well produced and directed show. I do like a play with unsympathetic characters. We also finally watched Moon which was directed by Duncan Jones, which was excellent, sci fi as opposed to space opera, according to…
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Animal Farm
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On edge
