The oldest punk in Scotland and nae bran scones

Rarer than a juggling monkey on a scooter
Yes indeed. That’s how rare posts on this here blog have become. I can’t believe I’ve not update since August. A lothas happened since then. Not much of it exciting. Mostly working, eating and in the case of the kids, growing. I’m finding that Twitter is stealing most of my good material from the blog these days. Whereas before I’d store up all the foolery which I saw around me then blurt it out in one fell swoop, the combination of an iPhone and Twitter allows me to post about it that very second. Like I did when I somewhat disturbingly walked through an old gentleman’s fart cloud in Grays of George Street this afternoon. It’s closing dow