Musings

Random writings and occasional hyperbole

The best laid plans and all that

The best laid plans and all that

Things were going so well too. Regular followers of my adventures (or Glenda's) will know that we have spent the last few years ploughing our own creative furrows here in south-west Scotland. As any artist, writer, musician or other self-employed creative types will...

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Rage, rage against the dying of the light…

Rage, rage against the dying of the light…

At around this time nine years ago, I was at my parents' house. A couple of hours earlier, I had been with my father when he drew his last breath, lying in a hospital bed that had been installed in his own bedroom as part of an end-of-life care package to allow him to...

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Well, so much for that plan…

Well, so much for that plan…

About a year ago, I quit the whirly hurly-burly of social media. I had had my fill of this toxic 21st century phenomenon and decided that my life would be nicer, calmer, more productive and generally all-round-better without the entrenched arseholery of Twitter, the...

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Musical Losses…

Musical Losses…

Sticking with my current musical theme, but with with a much more sombre twist, the last couple of weeks have seen the loss of three musical greats of our time. Even though their particular types of music and styles were vastly different, each of them was supremely...

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I’m still here…

I’m still here…

Oh dear. I do seem to have fallen back into my old bad habits don't I? Over two months since I last posted anything on here. And I was doing so well. Or, at least, beginning to do well. OK, OK, so I had good intentions. Really, I did! Honest! Of course, we've all had...

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He’s not the Messiah!

He’s not the Messiah!

But, by God, he was funny. I came to Monty Python relatively late. The original TV series were first shown when I was still pretty young, so I only really became aware of it thanks to later repeats. However, once I knew about it, I loved it. Still do. So today is a...

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The Curse of Dr Who

The Curse of Dr Who

(The Daleks - wondering whether it's time to call the whole thing off. Image ©BBC) Those of a certain age, will remember the first time that Dr Who came around, running from the 1960s through to the end of the 1980s. For those who don't recall, our friendly,...

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That was the decade that was…

That was the decade that was…

Well, here we are at the end of 2019 and about to embark on a new decade. Well, unless you're one of the pedantic types who says that the next decade doesn't actually start until 2021 'cos there wasn't a year zero. Which sounds mathematically reasonable, but is pretty...

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Forging ahead…

Forging ahead…

No, no, it's OK - don't all groan at once. I bet you all thought that I was getting back into my bad old habits didn't you? Nothing new on here for over three weeks, but there are good reasons for that - we've been a tad busy round these parts. There have been...

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And slowly and surely…

And slowly and surely…

...they drew their plans against us! No, Drummore has not been invaded by Martians! It is, however, inching closer to having a working smithy in the village once more. Thanks to Glenda, the old Drummore Smiddy now contains an anvil again. It's a bit of a baby one...

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Well…that’s embarrassing…

Well…that’s embarrassing…

I think I've just discovered a wonderful way to give the old ego a bit of a reality check. If you happen to have a blog (or other online vehicle where you discuss your daily life, thoughts, doings and wotnots) and you ever find yourself thinking that you might be...

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Between the sea and the sky…

Between the sea and the sky…

Very occasionally, people ask me why I chose to move to Scotland (generally) and why I chose to move to the rather remote end of Galloway (specifically). Well, a full discussion of the various personal, political, social, economic and other assorted reasons could take...

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