Popping to the ‘Shop

Popping to the ‘Shop

“You know, there’s no real cupboard we can be put in. We’re constantly misfiled. That makes it harder for us. But isn’t there something brilliant in that too?” When I was a little boy growing up in West Lothian I was surrounded by people who were just like me. Just. Like. Me. Whitburn was a [...]

Shichinin no Samurai

Shichinin no Samurai

When you doodle on a scrap of paper as your bank keeps you on hold it is a doodle and not art. The difference is clear. I love movies...loud, messy, silly, slight, nonsensical, irrelevant, meaningless, stuff your face with popcorn movies.  I'm not a complete snob.  Not a complete snob.  I am a snob, but [...]

The Young Team – Graeme Armstrong

The Young Team – Graeme Armstrong

1966. The Place is located on Victoria Street in Edinburgh.  It is the hangout for young Mods from the capital.  Tailor made mohair suits on HP, neat haircuts, sharp shoes and attitude.  The kids inside are working class boys and girls from Broomhouse, Clermiston, Drylaw and the other estates in the city.  My dad is [...]

Panic

  Things are bad. Have they ever been worse in my lifetime? Nearly half a century has passed since I entered this mortal coil.  A screaming bundle of organs, bones, skin, flesh and blood...knowing nothing, a blank canvas, no hopes but no fears.  Innocence in physical form.  Ready for the life that was to come. [...]