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Come on!
Maybe we get what we deserve but … these people seem to be minimal in every respect. They are morons and any society that affords them a flicker of interest needs to take a look at itself.
Eck
So. Alex Salmond.
It’s going to get messy. I wonder how the likes of Kerr Fraser, Russell Hillhouse or Muir Russell would have handled a similar situation in their day. More carefully, I suggest.
Sin of omission
How have I gone through the last 32 years missing out on ‘Cracked Rear View Mirror’?
Cheers
Thanks to the many who filled the new Spark Theatre last night. It’s a welcome addition to the Edinburgh International Book Festival. Thanks also to the inimitable Brian Taylor, and once again to George, for preventing a potential disaster.
Mediterranean nights
It’s 22:59, my screen tells me, and I am sat outside on a humid night listening to some twat belting out a version of La Macarena. This is more than a little passé to us old hands but the market for Europop is self-renewing.
This would be tolerable if it were not for the fact that the sound is coming from a campsite one and a half kilometres away and I can do follar todo about it. The small crumb of comfort is that the law requires them to cease at midnight.
I close with a word to the wise: if you have small children and are thinking of a canvas holiday, do not take them anywhere near Camping Maite in L’Escala. Also, if any of my neighbours should read this and are thinking of complaining to the licensing authority about the din, don’t waste your time. They can do follar todo about it either.
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