Monthly Archives October 2008

Popscene!

Tonight’s Never Mind The Buzzcocks featured the lead singer of mid-90s Scottish indie band Geneva. Boy, did that make me feel old..
Here’s the forgotten(?) gem of “No One Speaks” from their first album:

.. now where did I put my miniskirt, green glitter eyeliner and 70s vintage shirts? Hey, hey come out tonight.. (YT link)
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Doctorin’ The Tardis

David Tenannt has quit as Doctor Who. He was my first Doctor and will forever be tied in my mind to the early stages of the epic Ms Bookish/Scottish Guy (now known as Other Half) long-distance relationship. I watched New Earth and Tooth and Claw (Tennant’s first proper episodes) during one of my visits and [...]

On Beauty

When I was at university back in Denmark, I’d walk across the Amager Common from my student halls to the faculty. I’d pass by a huge rose bush with beautiful yellow roses, D.H. Lawrence’s Gloire de Dijon echoing through my head. The roses have long gone, thanks to urban development, but the memory of their [...]

What word is missing in this story?

I found this interesting: “I’m sure everyone has already heard about the plot to murder Obama and many others (..) [but] there is a curious but obvious word missing.”
Words are powerful - even (or especially) if they are absent.

Weather With You

This is the weather forecast from BBC. As you can see, I need to finish my cardigan and get started on some emergency mittens and hat or I shall die of frostbite.
At the moment I’m monogamously working on a red version of my beloved grey cardi. When I say “version” I really mean “same [...]

Into Temptation

Some nights it just happens. I fall into the depths of YouTube and I flutter between this and that .. and end up with a bonafide Finn-vaganza.
I started off with Wherever You Are, a solo offering from a 2000-2001 webcast series. Things went a bit hardcore with my favourite Finn song: Suffer Never with Johnny [...]

Drinking Tea Will Muddle Your Brain

Sometimes I worry that Domestic Bliss has ruined my ice-cold demeanour and unsentimental outlook on life. To wit, I am sitting here with a lump in my throat after stumbling across this:
For me the most moving moment came when the family in front of me, comprising probably 4 generations of voters (including an 18 year [...]

Distant Sun

My love affair with Glasgow continues.

Glasgow Botanic Gardens (a ten minute walk away from Casa Bookish).

And you get squirrels in the Botanics! They’ll throw stuff after you if they feel you’re trespassing into their territory. Violent little beasties.

You also get a host of birds. This little guy sat on top of one of the greenhouses [...]

Needle & the Damage Done

Honestly? I have never been interested in cross-stitching and my very few attempts at stitching ended badly. These cross-stitch versions of Banksy’s street art might just tempt me into picking up a needle and the thread, though.
The site is in Swedish, but all you need to know is that “ladda hem” means download and [...]

Biting Tails

I recently discussed Alasdair Gray’s fiction with someone who had contemplated doing a parody of Lanark for NaNoWriMo. I countered that Gray does such a fine job of parodying and plagiarising himself that it would be a moot exercise. 1982, Janine and Something Leather can be read as the latter parodying the former. Within Lanark [...]