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“Ignorance is a lot like alcohol: the more you have of it, the less you are able to see its effect on you.” (Jay Bylsma)

October 4, 2018

And so dear listener, as you possibly know, I don’t watch that much TV but I do catch the ends of programmes and trailers and I do read the tabloids. In most cases I keep up to speed with what’s happening – particularly as some papers do previews and reviews but it obviously doesn’t replace watching

But I do get annoyed with folk who, on social media and in real life, ask folk not to talk about what they’ve seen on TV as they have yet ‘to catch up’. Well, don’t read the bloody thread then or walk away from the water cooler until you’re told it’s safe to go back!!!!!

Yes. I do understand the problems. I used to work shifts and found it difficult to catch up at times but eventually me, Line of Duty and my tablet became inseparable.

And before then, you actually had to record these things onto VHS or Beta and the pile would pile up and woe betide anyone who taped over something that had still to be viewed even if it was weeks since it had been recorded.

And even before all that, the only chance you had of seeing something again on TV was the repeat and even then, someone would complain about too many bloody repeats on the BBC.

So I’m going to say nothing about Bodyguarding Eva with a Stranger’s Cry or whatever it’s called and say I’ve just read a smashing book called our house by Louise Candlish and it’s about a house and the part it plays in a marriage break up – and it’s really good. Nice and easy to read with a few unexpected twists and turns. 🙂 🙂 🙂

And no spoilers tonight – except the new Doctor Who is a woman. :p

And it was nice meeting up with uni-Sharon the other day in a café in Paisley that is just off the street that is high (as were at least two of the people in the street but nicely so) and you’re right, Sharon, my hair is a lot shorter that it’s been in years…..and I quite like it.

It’s modelled on the style of my grandson who’s one and half years old. 🙂

(But I am fat)

And it was also good to go for a walk with good friend e and Holly the Dog onto the Uni-playing fields on the old Garscube estate and then my day was made. At 11 o’clock, a group of footballers went across a very historic bridge to do some warm up exercises.

Yes. It was the mighty Partick Thistle Football Club preparing for, well, I’m not sure what. We’re not doing too well at the moment but we’re now looking for a new management team.

But it was with some pride that I pointed out some of the players; household names like Brice Ntambe, Souleymane Coulibaly and Andrea Mbuyi-Mutombo and, my own favourite, Max Melbourne, who sounds like an Australian Comic book hero.

I did start to explain the phrase ‘straight off the training ground’ to e but she and Holly seemed to have moved on. About fifteen minutes previously.

And I too was saddened to hear about the death of Geoffrey Hayes from Rainbow.

Incidentally, I loved the tales of those who worked on Rainbow and moved on. For example, ‘Matthew Corbett (70) was part of the show’s original band, Rod, Matt and Jane. He quit to team up with Sooty.’

The madcap and cut-throat world of Glove Puppets. Probably banner headlines at the time!

And finally, I was in Glasgow City Centre the other day but was in a lot earlier than I’d intended because I’d caught an earlier train that was already running late.

There’s a lane between Queen Street Station and Buchanan Street and I sometimes know the rough sleeper bundled up there and stop and talk and give some money.

I didn’t know this guy but he was asking how I was, that I was looking so much better than the last time he’d seen me and was I ‘still off the gear’? I could only mumble replies as he asked more non-relevant questions and I gave him some cash and told him to ‘stay safe’ to which he replied ‘and you bud, and you.’ I think I felt better for that but some people did look at me out of the corner of their eye as I walked into the station.

Tioraidh, still wearing that badge and still keeping it simple.

Iaint850, happy to be alive……

So, research this week shows that weekly drinking among 15-year-olds has declined from 41 per cent to 11 per cent in girls and from 41 per cent to 14 per cent among boys. And I think that’s brilliant. I’ve nothing against alcohol and do believe that inebriation has been part of the human psyche since caveperson days.

But that must, in itself, lead to healthier people but some commentators (my age and younger) seem to think this younger generation were missing out by not drinking beer (or whatever) and getting into scrapes and mis-spending their youth and waking up in places they shouldn’t be.

No. They’re not.

That’s also the generation that will remember defence lawyers suggesting that their clients were innocent as they were normally well behaved but ‘the drink made them do it.’

Maybe this younger generation is moving in the right direction.

Not everyone can be as careful as Brett Kavanaugh;

‘I liked beer. I still like beer, but I did not drink beer to the point of blacking out.’ He went on to mention ‘beer’ again another 26 times.

So that’s okay, then. His wife, in the row behind him, looked a very patient woman.

Donald Trump does not drink. He is just an awful man.

Here’s a happy song. Well, it cheers me up. Cheers 🙂

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‘Massachusetts shark attack victim ‘dies doing what he loved.’’ (BBC World News)

September 27, 2018

(And Social Media was jolly inventive as to what that might be)

And so, dear listener, we begin with a journey back in time. Every so often Social Media flings up a wee memory and a wee re-post of one rather special event did bring back memories to many people. 🙂

Alien Wars in the Arches in 1994 – a battle between Aliens and Marines and people who paid to get in to get scared. The memories were basically of people so frightened that they were willing to grab complete strangers to protect them or to hide behind them. Most people just wanted to get out of there. And eventually did. 🙂

There were rumours that some of the best of Glasgow’s young teams went in there to prove how hard they were and were never seen again. These after all were real Aliens. These were real underground arches.

Do you have any memories?

They’d been used previously (The Arches not the Aliens) in the Year of our Culture, 1990, for something called Glasgow’s Glasgow which was a representation of the history of Glasgow and in the way that everyone knows someone who was the dead body in the lift in the opening sequence of Taggart, everyone knew at least one actor in Glasgow’s Glasgow, which took some of the fantasy away.

And then I went on to become a zombie for M&D’s one Hallowe’en and I, then, genuinely understood the fear felt by the punters in Alien Wars. But this time I was doing the frightening.

But I do know someone who worked on Alien Wars. And suddenly a lot falls into place. Maybe she and I should have a chat about what’s NOT in our CVs 😉

It wasn’t the good Dr W altho’ she, at one time, was certainly an Arches regular. I went to an event there once with her (not a club night) but something else. She pointed out a woman who she said was Head of Security and a good friend of hers. She had one of those looks that could strip search you from about six feet away.

Happy daze. 😀

And now over to Skippy, our Royal Correspondent (being an Australian republican) as he watches Princess Meghan at a royal event.

‘Bloody foreigners, coming over here and closing their own car doors.’

But it is with sadness that I note the passing of John Cunliffe, the creator of both Postman Pat, and Rosie and Jim. Rosie and Jim I know of but never really watched, but I watched both Postman Pat and his fierce rival for ratings – Fireman Sam. Indeed at one stage, my ex-wife, our son and me were privileged to watch the stage versions of both TV hits and rather good they were. Am I correct in thinking that John Hurt or Ian MCKellen played the title role or is memory playing tricks with me?

But I mention social media a lot in today’s show and hopefully the Royal Mail will continue. Cunliffe, himself, explained much of the attraction of Pat’s character to children;

‘The postman to a child is someone who brings birthday cards and birthday presents.

‘They are not aware that he also brings tax returns and bills.’

I like sending cards to people.

And finally, I did watch some of Bodyguard. I wasn’t that taken with it but I’ll do no spoilers. There’s probably people still out there who haven’t got round to watching it yet.

There’s probably folk who don’t realise yet that we, as the United Kingdom, have voted to leave the European Union. 😦

I wasn’t mad keen on the bodyguard himself nor what he was scripted to say, ma’am.

But it was that last bit on the open park in London that annoyed me. The suicide bomber bit where everyone and his/her auntie was trying to talk him out of it….whatever it was. They did send for a negotiator but no show. And then, whilst I was prising my eyes open with matchsticks (I burn candles and incense), it hit me.

If only they’d sent for the late, great Blanche, Deirdre Barlow’s mum.

Some of you may remember this scene.

Can I say that many AA meetings are open and altho’ I only went to four (and a couple of those were slightly different e.g. the one at the Scottish Parliament in Holyrood) much of this is more accurate than many other representations I have seen on TV. If you have/had a sibling or another member of the family who goes to the meetings, ask if you go can as well….or maybe to a different one. ‘Anonymous but not invisible’.

And then, as you keep watching the clip, the dirty washing begins to emerge 🙂 It’s actually much better than any of the Bodyguard. 🙂

Yes, Blanche would have sorted them out. She’d have sorted the Aliens out as well.

Cya, still wearing that badge (and the sky remains big) and still keeping it simple.

Iaint850, happily getting to grips with volunteering.

So, just a quick mention about the football and that’s to be expected after last Saturday’s victory over Queen of the South (an answer to a well-known pub question). Twice Thistle were a goal down and twice they came back and then scored what proved to be the winner.

Indeed a similar match to the one attended by AJ and e a couple of seasons back.

On the way in I was told, ‘that lassie is giving away free soup.’ I went over and asked what it was. I was told, ‘I think it’s lentil’ and I think it was lentil too. I hid my unfinished cup behind a floodlight pillar. I didn’t want to hurt the lassie’s feelings.

Didn’t quite make it to Dunfermline this week but I hadn’t quite allowed for the game going to Friday night. Tapadh leibh, BBC Alba, although not going because of that change, I was able to see it on BBC Alba.

Given that I happen to be playing The Waterboys as I draft this, I thought I’d go out on one of their tracks.