It was pretty much impossible to miss the Chelski game, or its outcome. I like di Matteo, and I hope Abramovich doesn’t let his place-men fanny around too long before giving him the job. If he’s not going to get it, they should tell him now, for he would definitely be ‘in the mix’ for other jobs in England and in Italy. As for Torres, who seems to have a petted lip just now, if he isn’t good enough to displace a 34-year old as top striker, he’d be best advised to acknowledge that, and work harder, rather than sending ‘rescue me’ messages to La Liga via Sr. Balague.
All my titles should be available in the US as e-books; if they ain’t they will be very soon. I will rattle some cages. As for the audio versions, 24 titles are available on Audible.co.uk, and most of them on Audible.com. These are downloadable, unabridged and retail for less than US$8, or around GB£4.
My pleasure. AJ thanks you also.
Please let me draw breath! We haven’t reached the official publication date for Funeral Note yet. The Skinner books are annual events, so the next will be published in the summer of 2013.
I like to believe that you’re never too old to learn, and every so often I prove it to myself.
Today, for example, thanks to an ad in the Herald, I have discovered that there are entities known as ‘third sector interfaces’. According to Voluntary Action Scotland, which is looking to recruit a chief executive, there are 32 of them. But what are they? I’ve read the ad and I’m still not clear about that, only that they handle an annual £50m in turnover. This takes me back to my Scottish Office days in the 70s, when institutionalised Social Work was in its infancy, but advanced enough to have formed its own cabal of central government advisers, who took themselves very seriously. It was very obvious to me then that those people carried their own secret dictionaries around with them, filled with words and phrases that nobody else understood, a smokescreen of bullshit behind which they could hide. It is obvious to me today that nothing has changed.
Just back from the Bloody Scotland Crime Festival launch. God preserve us all from imaginative photographers. I may not watch BBCtv’s Reporting Scotland tonight, just in case I’m in it, making an arse of myself.
Kenneth Roy concludes his examination of a tragedy and reaches some damning conclusions:
http://www.scottishreview.net/index.shtml
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Off to Stirling tomorrow for the launch of Bloody Scotland, our very own crime writing festival, the brainchild of Alex Gray and Lin Anderson, God bless them both. We’re all bidden to a photo-call in the Old Town Jail. That should be fun; hopefully BBC and STV news will be persuaded to take the perilous road out of Glasgow rather than follow their usual practice of ignoring things that don’t actually happen on their own doorsteps. If they do, I will be the guy in the black hat.
