I feel bad.

Since I posted that picture of Mitchy that was, shall we say not entirely flattering, here is another.


Believe it or not it was the first time I ever clapped eyes on her, although I didn't take the picture- I'm not a stalker you know. Honest. It was Amber wot did it! Isn't Mitchy pretty though?

Chucking Buns Across The Fence? Governmental Planning and Regeneration Projects in the Scottish Highland Economy, 1945-82.

324 pages.
107,358 words.
2665 paragraphs.
11,031 lines.
4 years.
6 homes.
2 broken relationships.
1 wonderful engagement.
3 cities.
4 conferences.
£83.60 in binding charges.
3 soft bound copies.
2 electronic copies.

As Gordon Ramsay might say, DONE!

Wife to be.

Just so you all know who to look out for on our wedding day, this is Mitch:


Isn't she pretty? The photo is courtesy of Amber, who can be found entertaining us all at the link ambertines on the right hand side. Thanks Amber!

Oh and I should note that that's not a mask she's wearing, okay? Honest.

Hmm, what to do?

So, I poisoned my finger. What do I do? Do I prick it and squeeze it all out or leave it? No prizes for guessing what Mitch would have me do eh sweetie?! Seriously though, I need guidance. And be warned I may post the pictures up depending on the consensus...

It's a real test for us...

Then BAM!



As good as that clip is (I may have watched it, oh about 75 times or so), I think it would have been bettered only if Peter Martin was doing the commentary on the tv like this.

Click on the link posted 12/09/2007 23:57:10 and listen to his reaction to McFadden's goal. Probably safe to say that was the reaction of most Scots listening/watching the game.

Airblade vs. Trezeguet.

I was going to post about how the Dyson Airblade changed my life, but it all seems to pale into insignificance next to this:


David after France humping us 5-0 last time we played em in France.


David after Wee Jim's goal.

In time honoured Scots tradition, there is only one thing for it. Trezeguet, GIRUY! A bad loser is usually accepted, a bad winner almost never. Except now! Ah schadenfreude, why are you so good to me?

Serious question.

Is this the breakfast of kings?



It is a serious question! I had it this morning and I haven't eaten so well since yesterday at Blah Blah Blah on Goldhawk Road. I wish I had taken my camera with me- Mitch and I had the best meal I've eaten since the week before in Zippy's cafe a few doors down. Who knew of the culinary delights that awaited me in Shepherd's Bush?

So back to the question- breakfast of kings, aye or naw? If naw, I need an alternative. The closest I can think of is porridge with Nutella. I call it the Auld Alliance breakfast du jour.