After Life – Preview/Review

After Life – Preview/Review

Here we go again. The Guardian. Putting ideology and political doctrine (and maybe correctness) before feelings and trying to then present everything through the prism of those ideologies and doctrines as "honest" reactions.  It's all terribly predictable and awfully sad.  I don't mean "sad" in the way that Partridge deploys it but in the purest [...]

Tims Twitter Listening Parties…Top 10’s

Tims Twitter Listening Parties…Top 10’s

For no reason other than it really does feel like the end of the world today I have decided to put together a set of top tens inspired by Tim Burgess and his wonderful Twitter listening parties.  Bringing people from all over the world together and helping them to forget the horrors of reality through [...]

There Goes Innocence…

It is just before four in the morning. I have tried to sleep. I really have. She felt a bit "wheezy" on Sunday. Then she started coughing. It didn't seem persistent. By yesterday afternoon the coughing was more frequent. Her sister is a nurse. Or she was until some point in the last week or [...]

Yanks Go Home

Yanks Go Home

And so the story begins... 1992 had seen the "grunge invasion" with lots of boys and girls from the U S of A finding themselves with record contracts, chart successes and spots on bedroom walls despite their having no recognisable tunes or melodies and being in possession of the sort of wardrobe that would make [...]

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 [...]