I saw the strangest thing the other day walking back to my car in a multi-storey car park.  It was the kind of thing everyone recognises and laughs about but which nobody has actually ever seen in real life. It was a whole banana skin on the ground patiently waiting for a comedy sketch to unfold.  How weird!  It was even splayed correctly a la Mel Brooks, or Laurel and Hardy.  At first I thought I would hang about to see if anyone came running along carrying a high teetering pile of boxes only to skid on the skin, air … Continue reading A Rare Sighting

I read a disparaging comment a while ago which described Edinburgh as a small town containing 500 people who all know each other.  It is sad but true and one of the things I do miss about London is the anonymity you can create. When I was buying some books for the new course in Waterstone’s, I got chatting with the chap who was helping me find the books because I had left the reading list at home (on my bed…really must start making my bed) and could only remember first names and half titles.  Turns out one of his … Continue reading Remember to check your Edinburgh wing mirrors…

Well if I had taken the time to make my bed this morning I would have found my sunglasses wrapped up in the top part of a sheet, under a towel.  I have no idea how they got there and in such a tangled predicament, but I don’t care!  Hurrah! Note to self: must make bed, must make bed, must make bed… Continue reading Joy!