A complaint to Hodder and Stoughton

I am a very lucky girl to have so many talented friends. I have friends from whom I can pump information about the law (in Scotland), classical music, opera, dance, ballet, horticulture, interior design, museum design, industrial construction, diving and deeeeeep diving, cakes, the provision of water for an entire country (funny I never tend to ask her many questions), the internet and most things tech, advertising (same person and an impressive force to reckon with), print and design, national tourism, e-bay, the property market,  internal corporate communications, international project and/or event management, sales, life and executive coaching, knitting – … Continue reading A complaint to Hodder and Stoughton

Wha’s like us? Damn few an’ they’re a’ deid!

When it comes to being Scottish, I aspire to the Sean Connery school of practice – delighted to have a say in the running of the country but really prefer not to live there. It’s not just because of Alex Salmond, but also the weather which seems to be permanently turned to cold and wet.  A Sean Connery mascot style role, flown in for parties and ceremonies sounds much nicer. Please don’t think I am not proud to be Scottish.  I am – most of the time. I think my country is beautiful and I feel rather spiritually connected to the … Continue reading Wha’s like us? Damn few an’ they’re a’ deid!

Speech vs. Writing

It’s odd sometimes what you wake up thinking about. Take this morning for example. My head is all a whirl with Plato’s Phaedrus and Derrida’s deconstruction of Phaedrus to show that Plato the old sock, argued against himself when he insisted that writing is secondary and lesser to speech. Please don’t expect quotes at this time, or any further exploratory blurb about Derrida. It is not quite 9am and I haven’t even sipped my coffee yet and to be honest, at this stage, I would only be regurgitating facts rather than imparting real knowledge. The whole speech/writing thing came up … Continue reading Speech vs. Writing