Monday, 30 May 2011

Nothin' but the Blues

I just don't care anymore. Its my blog and I can do what I want. Nobody reads it anyway. The alltime page view graph is like a profile of the "crag and tails" that scatter the carse around here and we are nearly out of dolerite and heading into the sediments. So look forward to ProCelebrity Cage Fighting and Topless Country Dancing on future posts


  1. I hope you're going to post a few hunky male pecs for us gals ;o)

  2. I'll just get the camera out. Can I keep my string vest on ?

  3. What can I say? There isn't much to tell... An orgy of great music..... Feet up, pour another beer and smile...

  4. Shsht. We're not licensed for orgies

  5. I remember going to the Rock Garden pub (as it then was) in Glasgow one Saturday morning about - what? - 25 years ago. It did breakfast, and I was rather in need of breakfast after a proper night on the batter.

    It's a wonderful thing, emerging from a hangover in a pub with the help of (a)another pint, and (b)an album playing on the PA that you've never heard before, but which you promptly fall for completely.

    I asked the waitress what it was, and ended up buying Robert Cray's Strong Persuader on the way home.

    That was A Good Day.

  6. 25 years ? Naaw. (checks google) Right enough- Strong Persuader came out in 1986. Jeez. Doesn't time fly when you're having fun ?