Archive for January, 2019

Never make fun of people for mispronouncing a word. It means they learned it by reading (The Literary Shed)

January 18, 2019

And so dear listener, this blog has never, ever been afraid to take on contentious issues and today I want to address the subject of that Gillette advert – the one that urges men to cast aside toxicity and stereotyping and become less toxic and stereotyped.

I have one question.

Why, given it’s an advert for razors, are so many of them badly shaved? ‘Father to son, it’s what we’ve always done’ What? You think so much of the razor blade that you leave large chunks of hair on your face?

Anyway most razor blade companies just shove another sharp piece of metal into the blade and call it progress……. 🙂

And then there’s the latest batch of adverts for the army, trying to attract snowflakes and zombies after that last half-hearted attempt on radio trying to convince women that if they joined the army they wouldn’t have to get their hair shaved off or if they’d problems with push ups someone would help.

Whatever happened to offering people a trade, ski-ing tuition in Norway and if they happened to be a psychopath, well, worry not, cos they would find a role for you?

Hi there…… 😀

As many people know I’m not the tekkiest of people so when I got a message on my phone telling me I’d reached my limit for mails (5,000) I then realised that there was only one thing to do and that was to start deleting them but that ain’t easy. I mean the process is, but it became a wee bit like that moment when I’ve tried to sort out all my uny stuff and I just start to read all the articles again. There’s something about drink’n’drugs which gives me a real buzz. 😉

(Skippy, there may be a better way of putting that)

But anyway, many of them brought back memories and, whilst there was never too much said….about anything…….friendly times can be good times as well………maybe better move on……but at one point I hit the wrong button and deleted a whole wedge of November and December from last year as well as the stuff from over two years ago.

I was devastated but maybe it was no bad thing. Some of the more recent stuff is still there in Trash and some of the other stuff will always remain in my head…….and the blog with only the initials there to protect the, well it was all pretty innocent anyway…… :p

But I am having storage problems but more interestingly (eh?) is how the switch to the Patient Wi Fi at the Beatson seems to knock out my email and I’ve got to remove the account and reinstate it but then, there’s the password. No. No memories. As I found when I phoned 789 the other night. What a stupid prompting question 😦

Another reason to move on. 😉

Let’s talk Parliament. No. Not Brexit. Let’s talk Tory Vicky Ford’s attempts to introduce a new bill to ban low-level letterboxes in new-build properties. It’s ‘to prevent back injuries among postal workers, paper boys and girls, and other delivery people.’

How nice to hear of an MP thinking of people other than themselves – but it’s unlikely to become law because of a lack of parliamentary time. Shame. 😦

And finally, I had seen a trailer for a series of six on BBC One Scotland called Fish Town which was about the town I grew up in – Peterhead – and I did tell people but I was very disappointed.

More fish than town…….

Tioraidh, still wearing the badge and still keeping it simple (that was the phrase!!!!!!)

Iaint850, enjoying the memories

And a big thanks to all those who have been asking after my health recently. As I say, I am completely fine. And have you read the book yet Rainforestriverman? 😉

Cos it was exactly twelve months ago that I had my heart scare and it was in weather like this (and I’m taking my car for its MOT on Monday so I hope it’s not too bad) and some memories come back and there will always be fears for the future…….

But no, the marvellous NHS were in touch this week and there’s a slight change in medication and they will also be inviting me down to the Health Centre in a couple of weeks for some tests and the only disappointment there is that I’m not meeting the consultant Dr J for whom I have an incredibly high regard but then I do for all the NHS staff.

Particularly those to whom I’ve not been formally introduced but call me by my first name. It makes some things easier. 🙂

This is not me these days. This is Tim McGraw with Neon Church

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“Autobiography is usually honest but it is never truthful.” ― Robert A. Heinlein, Friday

January 11, 2019

And so, dear listener, I want to clear up a wee misunderstanding.

What I was trying to get across last week was that I don’t feel I can call myself pescatarian after I ate meat last year and I gave the example of eating hospital food exactly twelve months ago. The non-meat alternative was a baked potato and, whilst I’m not averse to one at home when in a hurry, it was nice to have something else to eat. 🙂

It’s never been ethical or medical but I will continue to look for more options than just meat and I will continue to try more things. Last word ever. Honest injun. Eight years since you ask. 😉

I think this is particularly relevant in Veganuary (sp?) and Dry January (I think it’s called) where people are being tempted to take on an eating and non-drinking lifestyle which will find them without a lot of their usual foods for a month or bevvy for a month when they are used to a lot of drinking e.g. going for a drink or two after work.

How about just trying some of the vegan alternatives that’ll be around just now and just cutting back on the bevvy for a while?

And, incidentally, if you do have a problem with the latter, I’m easy enough to find and will do what I can to help.

And, no, so far, I have not tried a vegan sausage roll. They’d have to have built a Gregg’s somewhere near the Beatson for me to be able to do that but the response to what has been a brilliant PR campaign is that they’re quite nice but there’s a lot of pastry.

And I’ve read/seen rumours that Piers Morgan and Gregg’s share the same PR company but I’ve yet to check them out, but if you do want something tasty can I recommend the caramel shortcake at Epicures of Hyndland which is not middle class in the slightest despite its name.

And I did pay a visit to Wetherspoons this week and they’re not too middle class either but you do get a seat, no music and relatively cheap food’n’drink which is a slight difference from Epicures………but, hey, I’m young. Roll with the flow and so on. 😀

But the charity shop next to Epicures (Marie Curie?) was defo a different level from even Byres Road. There were no prices on the CDs and if you’ve got to ask the price of something, then you can’t afford it.

And just a quick word about my own health. It’s fine. 🙂

No. Some of you may remember that a wee while back I’d an MRI scan for my heart. Yes. It was exactly one year ago that I posted on Facebook that ‘there would be no blog this week as I was in the Cardiology Unit of Glasgow Royal’. Maybe that was a wee bit underplayed but I was still knocked out by the reaction I got.

Well, there was no blocked artery requiring stents and stuff but it’s more of watch’n’wait and the MRI is part of that. Well, I’ve still not had the results and when I phoned my consultant Dr J, I was told that a letter had been written but not yet signed and it was to go to my doctor. As long as it stays unseasonably mild, I’m okay. 🙂 (the weather that is)

But it was also nice to start back at the Scottish Drugs Forum and it was a real pleasure to walk in on Wednesday afternoon to ‘my office’ (on Wednesday afternoons) and to go over to ‘my desk’ (on Wednesday afternoons) to find a ‘Certificate of Appreciation for my work (so far) as a Media Volunteer and it was signed by Jason Wallace, Senior Development Officer, Volunteering and Engagement and what’s that, dear listener, you’d like to find out a wee bit more about the work that Jason does?

Well, what about this?

http://www.sdf.org.uk/meet-jason-wallace-sdfs-new-senior-officer-for-volunteering-and-engagement/

And finally, people are saying I should get out more. So in just over a week’s time I’m going to a book launch in a pub in Glasgow. Friend and former colleague and former Head of BBC Radio Scotland has written a book. Details of at least one place to buy it are given below but basically it’s the tale of Jeff’s life in radio broadcasting which is something of a passion in Jeff’s life. 😀

https://www.waterstones.com/book/the-red-light-zone/jeff-zycinski/9780992926465?fbclid=IwAR1FLCPw5FcOXoBqXvMgPOhq1dynNb-9vndBVyKrydBvn4aJSFb6PrxrDM8

Jeff started in Moray Firth Radio and History tells of a competition in his early days there with a prize for spelling his name correctly. Apparently it took five days. History does not say whether Jeff himself took part in the competition.

See you a week on Thursday if I’m still invited 😉

tioraodh, still completely fine and still keeping it simple (I am a patient man)

iaint850, who can be a cheeky git at times.

Just a brief word here about Sir Andrew Murray and his decision that retirement is imminent after a very distinguished career in tennis. A sad moment.

However it took only minutes before the small minds opened up on social media saying, basically, ‘I bet he’s called Scottish now rather than British.’

FFS, Let’s just call him Sir Andrew Murray and thank him for all the pleasure he’s given us and recognise the heartache that must have been involved in his decision.

Is it me or do we have a greater number of small minds than ever before?

This is a fantastic cover version of Jolene by Janet Devlin. I must have heard it on Chris Country Radio and I suspect it was played by drivetime deejay and former colleague John Collins. Was it?

Anyone else out there that I know who’d like a plug? Both well deserved.

I didn’t see any TV on Hogmanay so I can’t comment (iant850)

January 4, 2019

And so dear listener, belated Happy New Year and I also hope Santa was good to you. I did okay as I did get a wee bit more than the badge which shared the Blog Personality of the Year Award with the book with almost the same title. See last week if you’re confused. 😀

I did well for books. I am slowly working my way through The Ladybird Book of the Shed as some people think I am obsessed by sheds. I only have the one; my neighbours on one side have two and the neighbours on the other side have three (although one seems to be a toy store for their grandchildren.

I received a box with nine different chutneys (is that the plural?) and they will be eaten. 😉

And then there was the posh notebook with posh pens and the various homemade cards and similar from various children whom I know (and their parents) but no toiletries.

And I did receive a gift voucher for Glasgow Music City Tours 🙂

https://glasgowmusiccitytours.com/

At first I thought it allowed me two goes as an individual on two tours but, no, it’s me and a Plus One on one of the two tours they run. There is no hurry. They run from April to October.

Please form an orderly queue.

(And, yes, my daily visiting to the Beatson is still taking place. Individual updates to some of you soon and, yes, I’m completely fine. Bingham’s Pond from which the adjacent hotel gets its name is a veritable treasure trove of wildlife and I’m amazed that in my days as a radio producer of Jimmie Macgregor me and him and a wildlife expert and a tape recorder never came down to record stuff)

But I met a professor I know. Bob Jones. He was in the radio documentary I made about prostate cancer a wee while back and we did #GoodMorningScotland a couple of times together; he was the expert and I was the ‘human experience’ but one of my big memories of him was attending a couple of Powerpoint presentations that he did where every seventh slide seemed to be of his holiday locations. Boy, did you stay awake and boy, if I thought that would impress the nurse, I was sadly mistaken 😦

Oh, and there’s a long story attached to this but I also got a last year’s Partick Thistle strip with some of last year’s players’ autographs. It will go up. Somewhere. 😀

And I’d like to pay a big thanks to Holly the Dog for standing outside Waitrose with me the other day while good friend e went and done a shopping late on Hogmanay. The comments were interesting.

Holly is a labradoodle and a lovely and friendly dog.

Two come to mind;

Little Boy; ‘Is that dog a Spanish Waterdog?’

Me; ‘No. She’s a Labradoodle.’

Little Boy; ‘But my mum says she’s a Spanish Waterdog.’

Me (thinks); ‘But I’m standing attached to the dog by a lead. Do you not think I know what kind of dog I’m holding onto? Your mum’s an idiot.’

Me (says); ‘No. Trust me. She’s a labradoodle.’

And, after a conversation with a woman who looked sensible, I was asked, ‘And is her mum in the shop?’ to which I wanted to reply,’ Yes. That’s her standing in the queue for sushi (Waitrose) behind the Cockapoo and the Beagle.’

And finally, it is a wee bit shorter than usual – the blog. I’ve actually got quite a lot of editing on at the moment. What happens is that students are quite happy, before Christmas, that work does not need to go in until, say, 7th January, but it’s only after the Bells (or international equivalent) that they realise how close the 7th January actually is. Still it keeps my mind occupied. 🙂

Tioraidh, still completely fine and still keeping it simple

Iaint850, and thanks to all those……..

So I watched some TV over the holidays. The most poignant was ‘In Sight of Home:the Iolaire’

‘On New Year’s Eve 1918, the Royal Navy Yacht, Iolaire, sailed from Kyle of Lochalsh bearing nearly 300 servicemen returning from WW1. In the darkness she ran onto rocks a mile from Stornoway Harbour and 181 veterans of war and 20 crew were drowned in sight of home. Only 79 crawled ashore and came home to Lewis alive.’ (words from Torcuil Crichton in the Daily Record).

I come from a fishing town in the North-east of Scotland and know how cruel rocks can be but the poignancy for me lay in the fact that we have just finished a year looking back at the end of WW1 and what that meant for the people involved.

These people were going home. For them the war was over and then this……..

I’ve had a special request for Jacques Brel. So here he is. Could it be Django Reinhardt next week or maybe Johnny Halliday?