Tim’s Twitter Listening Party

Tim’s Twitter Listening Party

"Now the earth was formless and void, and darkness was over the surface of the light.  And the Spirit of God was hovering over the surface of the waters.  And God said "Let there be light" and there was light.  And God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the [...]

Lockdown

  I am in the kitchen. Tapping at the screen of my 'phone to write this. Tears are pooling in my eyes. I feel...uncertain, unsure, unstable, unable and unwilling. Uncertain about what I am meant to be doing. Unsure about the things I am doing. Unstable on my feet and in my heart. Unable to [...]

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 [...]