Blog Posts

  • Blood

    My Glasgow posts and 1970s posts seem to be popular so I thought I’d share a wee insight into 1974 chez Nettie Blood wasn’t a stranger to me.  Of course, there was childhood blood: grazed knees, cut hands, red blooms from lost baby teeth. In our bathroom there were specks of blood on the towels…

  • Help Wanted

    FENCER REQUIRED Our current fence is old. It once was straight, but time, winds and snowfall has turned it as twisted as one of grandad’s tales.

  • Metal Tornado: My Cinematic Crack

    Last night I watched a film on Amazon Prime. Metal Tornado. It was exactly as you’d expect from the title, and not that different from the similarly titled Stonados.  I may have live tweeted the viewing. I thoroughly enjoyed the whole experience. From its IMDB blurb, ‘An American company inadvertently unleashes a magnetic vortex on…

  • My Mind Is Blank

    As many of you will know, I’ve been in a shedload of pain recently and I’ve had to stop sewing, crochet…so many of the things I did to distract myself from the shitstorm that 2020 has become. I thought I might be able to try writing again but the laptop weighs a ton (to me)…

  • Up To My Knees In Frickin’ Cow Pats: 23/10/20

    Today, I want to share with you some of the things I have discovered this week. The world is pretty rubbish just now so I thought I’d find some positives we can concentrate on instead. You’ll still be up to your knees in frickin’ cowpats, but better informed about some fun stuff.

  • Re-emergence? Nah.

    After more than four months of shielding, George and I are now venturing out into the Big Wide World. While most of the world has been learning how to navigate the “New Normal” we have been sheltering in our little house, spending time in the garden when weather allows, having our groceries delivered and keeping…

  • Keep Calm and Corona On!

    Hasn’t 2020 been a cracking year so far? We began with an 80 seat majority for De Pfeffel and the knowledge that we, the disabled, ill and vulnerable, were well and truly screwed. Then came one storm after another, the country virtually sinking and many homes uninhabitable for the foreseeable future. I caught a nasty…

  • I’m back!

    Well, I hope I’m back. I intend to be back but I also intended to be thin and rich and those didn’t happen so who knows. Life has been less than ideal of late. My health has deteriorated dramatically, I’m constantly exhausted and in pain and frequently can’t remember words so please, bear with me.…

  • True Romance

    I only discovered this morning that it was World Poetry Day. This is what I wrote for it. I started out wanting to write a poem about the Glasgow “scramble” when the father of the bride would release a fistful of coins onto the street for the waiting weans to scramble for as the bride’s…

  • Nil Desperandum!

    When I had the unsatisfying appointment with the rheumatologist a couple of weeks ago, he mentioned referring me to the physiotherapist to have a cortisol injection in my hip. On Monday afternoon I got a call from Crosshouse Hospital to offer me an appointment the next morning. The physiotherapist, let’s call her Lucille, was very…