Tag: life
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Making Changes
It’s been a while. I’ve not written anything, fictional or poetic, since last spring. That’s the best part of nine months. And I’ve not blogged since the middle of last September. The reason for this has been a shift of focus on the things in my life – things that are of necessity if one…
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The Non-Writing Life Versus The Writing Life
Last week it was almost freezing here in Scotland. Dark clouds smothered the nation; rain, drizzle and hail fell at one point or another; beer gardens were empty. This week is a different story, and as if the Gods that be know what’s coming (or planned it), the sunshine and warmth has arrived with remarkable…
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Maximum High
Image: Lucidnap.com There’s been a flurry of activity on the gig ticket purchasing scene in the last 24 hours. Suddenly I can look forward to the last ever Supergrass gig (Barrowlands), Gorillaz (SECC), Limp Bizkit (Academy) and Biffy Clyro (SECC); four awesome gigs, all by bands I’ve never seen but have been high on my…
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No Commitments
Image: Life of Red I could make a promise that I intend to start blogging daily again, but that would be not so much a lie as rather a promise I would be unable to keep. Such are the way of things at the moment I am simply unable to commit time to writing a…
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Obituary: Marc Palombo – Out Of The Blue
Image: Superlube I’ve spent the last few days thinking about Marc Palombo, my friend who died suddenly on Friday 5th June. I’ve tried to think of ways to sum him up, what he meant to me, the things I liked about him, the memories he was part of – kind of a hard thing to…
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Back To Life
Image: Herval For most of the country today was back to school, college, and work day. The holidays are over, the excesses have ceased, and now the cold hard reality hits home – it’s January, it’s winter, and the summer is as far off as it can possibly be. Fortunately for me, I like winter…
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Mission Accomplished
I was quite tired yesterday after only getting about five hours sleep. While Gail and Lindsay both had long lies to sleep off the effects of Saturday night, I was back out my bed five hours later when my father in law showed up with hammers and whistles; just what I needed that early on…