Wolf – Red Card?


It didn’t take much, it was the smallest of small things, or so I thought at the time, but then she was gone.

Was it me?

Was my understanding so different to hers that what I perceived as trivial, she perceived as a sacking offence?

A straight red-card, sent off the field of play for ungentlemanly conduct without as much as a goodnight kiss.

I thought about it later, obviously not that night as I was drunk at the time, chatting to someone on the last train home and driving up the short journey from the station because the normal laws that apply to everyone else don’t apply to me.


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I Hate Cyclists!


I hate cyclists.

No really,  I absolutely hate them.

Now you know that if you’ve read any of my gibbering’s that I don’t tend to hate people and it’s not a word that I used very often.

But cyclists?

They are a torn face bunch of moany bastards and always complaining about X, Y or Z.

Their latest offering is because of the number of cyclist killed on the roads because car drivers or passengers have opened their doors.

In the few cases that I’ve heard discussed,  notably on Radio 2,  it’s not the door opening that kills the driver,   it’s the collision with the door causing the cyclist to fall into the path of another vehicle which then causes the fatal injury.


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Do You Remember Your First Love?

Well okay .. Do you remember your first car?

Fond memories i’d imagine,  it gave you a sense of freedom,  the ability to take off on your own .. and without having your parents pick you up or drop you off and no expensive taxi fares.

My first car when I passed my test in 1985 was an ancient Triumph Spitfire 1500 .. well it was first registered in 1974.

But I loved it.

It was a soft-top which round about Glasgow in those days was pretty unusual and I loved it ..  did I say that already?

My and my pals posing round Glasgow thinking we were the bees-knees and if I’m completely honest driving far too fast.

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Dealing With The Curve Ball?

Sometimes, don’t you find that life just throws you a curve ball?

Out of nowhere, unplanned, didn’t see that coming?

I crashed my car on Tuesday night, first time I’ve had any kind of bump in almost 30 years since I passed my test.

So the “didn’t see that coming” part is pretty literal!

Problem being is that I should have seen it coming!

I rear ended the person in front of me as they had slammed on their brakes because the person in front of them … because ..

No excuses .. Hands up .. My fault .. No argument.

The good thing is that it’s really only minor damage and no-one was hurt, it’s just a car right?

But the damage might be enough that the insurance company write the car off.

Now that would be a bummer .. Because although the bonnet is a bit twisted and there’s a few scrapes at the front, the car still drives fine.

I’ve had this car since new in 2006, it’s a great car, Mercedes, smooth, black, top of the range sports saloon at the time.

I’d be sorry to see it go.

But there’s a positive side .. Of course there’s a positive ..

These curve balls come at us now and then and it’s how you deal with them that’s important.

I’ve been holding onto the car longer that I normally would, partly because it’s a great car but also because I’ve been paying hefty school fees for my daughter.

Coincidentally, with Claire just finishing school, I have no more school fees .. Yaaay!

Doesn’t exactly mean I’m off the hook though. .. Does it?  🙂

So either, I buy her a small car for her 18th and teach her to drive in that.

Meantime, I use that as a run-around, cos I’ve still got my TT for fun and it’s time I started driving it more.

Or I think feck it and go after that Audi A5 Quattro, 3 litre diesel that I’ve been gawping at!

Or that more practical Honda SUV that I kinda like.

Or ..

The point being, I didn’t really want to change my car, but its kind looking that way, I can either sit moaning about it, or be pragmatic and get on with it.

When life throws you a curve ball, take a deep breathe, adjust your position and belt it right out the park.


Tonight,  Toni Visconti and Woody Woodmansey of David Bowies Band The Spiders From Mars play Glasgows ABC. 

It’s basically the same show as last year featuring The Man Who Sold The World album in its entirety then various other Bowie hits

Glenn Gregory from Heaven 17 takes the Bowie role with Steve Norman from Spandau Ballet on sax and guitar. 

It was fab last year and looking forward to tonight’s performance.  My review from last year is on here somewhere. 

Their Lying …

I’m currently in the market for a nice little runaround …

Something small, tidy and efficient .. and pretty obviously.

To teach my youngest girl to drive.

Economy is obviously an issue and we’ve been checking cars out in the showrooms and online.

Now sitting on the train reading an article in the metro telling us how the car manufacturers have been economical with the truth when providing mileage figures.

Who would have thunk it!!??    🙂

Heard this on the radio earlier .. Love it!

She says, It’s not you, it’s me
I need a little time, a little space
A place to find myself again, you know

Oh yeah, I know a goodbye when I hear it!!

Smoke gets in your eyes … Lungs .. 

They asked me how I knew …

Wait .. That’s a different story ..

What a weekend that was .. Camping with friends in the beach at Ardlamont near Ticghnabruich. 

It was forecast to be wet windy and cold so I was a little concerned that the tent might not stand up to the weather. 

But do we care … Not a bit!

Soending quality time with my best childhood friends was more important than a little bit of weather. 

So we boldly went ..

And it rained .. And it blew all day and night long .. 

Then it did what Mother Nature often does .. with some gaps in the gale force winds and horizontal rain ..  She lulls you into a false sense of security where hope and bravado takes over from common-sense. 

At 10pm last night,  our heavily supported gazebo where we sat cooking, chatting and singing lost the battle against the gales. 

No amount of trying to tie it together and add more braces had the desired effect and it started to act like s sail lift in everyone inside to the forest behind. 

Far too dangerous for the kids with us. 

But while we cleared out what we could the tents started to tumble. 

By the time I decided to pack up and head home 4 out of 6 tents were down and the weather was worsening. 

So it was much disappointment that we started the long drive home with already  tired eyes.  

As it turned out my eyes and the rest of my face was black from the smoke in the gazebo as I struggled to hold it against the wind. 

I think that we could drive home gives an indication of the confidence that we’d last the night as no one seemed to be hitting the booze and rendering themselves incapable. 

My face and eyes were black .. But smoke inhalation isn’t too clever either .. And I left my mark somewhere near Strachur hokding the car door open against the wind and evacuating the food of the day .. Lovely! 

Not feeling too clever this morning!

Lazy day .. My son is taking his pal on our season books to watch the Celtic play Aberdeen, a top two battle in the SPFL title chase. 

Overall feeling .. Good to see my pals but glad to be home. 

The calm before the storm …

Baby We Were Born To Drive!

So … it looks like that old Tory Government of ours are on the way towards foisting driverless cars upon us.

Transport Minister Claire Perry said:

Driverless cars are the future. I want Britain to be at the forefront of this exciting new development, to embrace a technology that could transform our roads and open up a brand new route for global investment.


Is that right Claire .. exciting technology?

Exciting for who?

Continue reading “Baby We Were Born To Drive!”