I was driving home this evening mentally composing numerous blog articles about my first day back on the course. About our fantastic new module Theory and Authorship. About our Reader-in-Residence who held a literary quiz after hours complete with wine and lime and chilli Pringles (amazing new food group that ought to be all we need to exist). About our guest speaker Linda Cracknell. About how I have changed as a reader. About how Sam Kelly was finally rude about an author, calling his latest work utter shite, and having the nous and professionalism to go as far as photocopying … Continue reading Men who fart and the women who laugh at them

Happy New Year! Have a bloody good 2010! Continue reading To anyone who ever actually comes here

Following my fight with the law (where they won by TKO) I have been comforted somewhat by the jaw-dropping reactions of other people. When I went to pay my £60 fine, I went to the wrong place – did you know courts weren’t just the rendezvous for the accused and the bewigged, but also where you have to go to pay a police fine? Horrific. The chap who took my ticket was at first annoyed because he was busy and I was an interruption. I would have flashed some hopefully compensating cleavage but a) I was pretty bundled up owing … Continue reading Ello, ello, ello…Good PR, Bad PR

Well my first trimester is over and I am counting down the last few days  of 2009. It is raining, I am in my pyjamas and even though I know most Edinburgh Starbucks Baristas by name, not a damn one of them will shove a couple of double tall, skinny wet lattes in a cab for me. Sigh. I cannot wait for a new year and a new slate. I never watch the Queen on Christmas day but I read in the Times that even Her Majesty said 2009 is a year best forgotten.  I think the overall theme for … Continue reading Endings, beginnings and will Starbucks ever deliver?

I feel dreadful today which is such a huge improvement as to how I have been feeling the past week and a half that I am damn near jumping for joy. I know this is a little rigid but I hate people who have the cold. Well, I hate when people who have the cold insist on coming out in public and treating us all to a blow by blow account of their suffering. I simply can’t bear the sniffing, spluttering, gasping, coughing and groaning. So of course I have been driving myself nuts with the sniffing et al, and … Continue reading Progress!