Saturday Morning On Sunday

Saturday Morning On Sunday
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I was kind of glad the weekend finished when it did. It was all over the place and at times not in the least enjoyable. Parts of it were, though, so they are the bits I’ll talk about. Even for a Monday morning my bad mood is pretty advanced, and not even the roll with sausage and tattie scone I’ve just wolfed has helped lift my general feeling of apathy.

I skipped my usual Saturday morning due to a faulty mobile phone. I rushed up to town early and after a quick browse in HMV popped into the Vodafone shop to buy a replacement handset for my current knackered one. It was literally falling to bits and now that the battery has stopped recharging, I needed something quickly so my work could get in touch for my standby rota.

I took the cheapest effort they had going and swapped the SIM card in. £20 for a simple phone that can text and make calls; nothing else, no fancies, and it suits me fine. I was in and out in a flash, which was lucky because the town was very busy with fans arriving from Ireland and England for the Heineken Cup Final between Leinster and Leicester.

I zoomed straight back home to help Gail get the house tidied up for some potential clients coming round to discuss their wedding photography requirements. They have other photographers to see but I think she’s hopeful. If you haven’t checked out her site yet please do, and if you are local and know someone who is getting married please spread the word because her reputation is spreading fast, which means her prices won’t stay so competitive forever. Her site is at:

Despite getting beat at home by Falkirk, St. Mirren managed to avoid the big drop thanks to results elsewhere in the SPL. They were very, very lucky to stay up, but the fact they did made me very happy on Saturday. I celebrated with a chippy and a bottle of Irn-Bru.

I spent my Sunday morning doing what I would normally have done on the Saturday. When I arrived up town the streets were warm and quiet other than the rattling of suitcases of bleary-eyed rugby fans. I bought a couple of papers and popped into my favourite coffee shop to read them.

My Jean Michel Jarre gig review was published in Sunday’s News of the World A-Listed Scottish music supplement, which you can also read online here.

After that I headed out to PC World at Corstorphnie with the intention of purchasing the Netbook I’ve been eyeing. They had none in stock and can only buy from them online, so I popped in to check out what bunnies were up for adoption then jumped on the bus back home.

In the end I ordered my new Netbook from an online company. A white Samsung NC10 Netbook is winging its way to me as we speak – well it will be on Tuesday when the English Bank Holiday is over.

In the UK Charts announced on Sunday, the new Madness album, The Liberty of Norton Folgate, managed a top 5 placing, the first time they have done so since their 7 album of 1981. It’s a great achievement in today’s climate of manufactured guff and is a giant V-sign to those critics still waiting on them to release another Baggy Trousers. Those days are gone and Madness has evolved into something really special. Well done lads!

Less than two weeks now to the launch of Stella and I’m starting to get a bit nervous about the whole thing. I’ve been here before but it’s that same stomach churning feeling one gets if I think about it too much. It’s all the usual stuff: will it sell; will it get good reviews; will the people around me like it?

Of course, there’s nothing I can do about it now so I should just try and enjoy the experience. Easier said than done, though, but I’ll give it my best.

One thing I know I’ll enjoy is the theatre tomorrow night. I bagged 2-for-1 tickets for Quadrophenia at the Festival Theatre in Edinburgh. Should be great!

Stella by Colin Galbraith – 7th June 2009 from Eternal Press –

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About Colin Galbraith

Keen runner, thriller author, Madness fan, Mets fan, St Mirren fan/owner, rabbit tamer, outstanding fake faller. Loves cannolis & espressos. #LFGM
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