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Category: Arts

  • Long Gone

    Poor old BTW suffers hugely from neglect some times, but like a small puppy is always stupidly glad to see me.  So, there are issues requiring attention everywhere we look just now, and I got up at 05:45 today so that I could weed the back garden.  Needless to say it is now 06:53 and…

  • Footing the bill

    Well, I haven’t been here for a while, sorry about that, things have been busy and I am still trying to work out what I think about last week’s Election result. So, yesterday we hied to the Lyceum in Edinburgh for the final play in the 2014 -15 season.  The was The Venetian Twins, relocated…

  • 7 deadly things

    Current thing on Facebook is to tell folk 7 things they might not know about you. I don’t want to post that on FB particularly. 1. The first record I owned was “You Don’t Have to be a Baby to Cry” by The Caravelles. 2. I am ridiculously intolerant of grammatical errors and misplaced apostrophes,…

  • Day of rest

    Having just perused the internet so much that I found myself on a page where shoppers made their own adverts for Aldi, I do believe it is time for me to put the day to more profitable use, so it behoves me to me employ the water heating device and some dried leaves from a…

  • Rage against the dying of the light

    Last night we went to Botanic Night, or Lights, I can’t remember which, but it is a light show at the Royal Botanic Gardens in Edinburgh, with a kinetic sculpture on the loch and on the rear of Inverleith House.  It felt all quite magical and other worldly, most people were very taken by it…

  • Sound and fury

    It’s harder to write when you have nothing to say, that’s a fact. I shall fall back therefore on old faithful, things which make me cross, haven’t had a rant for ooh at least a week. First up and with no justification is the latest guest to come stumbling through the front door, clutching a…

  • Murmur

    Shoud you happen to spot a starling murmuration, be sure to log it here.  See here if you have never heard me going on about this natural phenomenon.   And here, no apologies for repeating this link. Also be sure to phone me so that I can see it too.   Likewise any flocks of waxwings.…

  • Riffling through Embra’s lingerie

    I always feel that Edinburgh shows us her knickers during the festivals.  Yes, there is an influx of the tosserati.  Yes, you have to add 45 minutes on to the planning  time for every journey involving the city centre, even if you are walking.  Yes, everywhere is full.  But the streets are packed with colour…

  • Serendipity

    Pictures below from Starbank Road, Newhaven at the start of the month.             You can see them as the triumph of the biological drive to blossom and so procreate, or pretty flowers growing in the rubbish.  The choice is yours.  Poppy petals seem to me to be about one micron…

  • The evil that (wo)men do

    Our thoughts are with everyone affected by the sad loss of flight MH17. Writing up my mid year appraisal with Mr Chopin for company. On the plus side, great gig with Big Country last night, loved it when Bruce Watson came on stage and said “I never thought I’d ever hear myself say this  –…