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Fat bluebottles vibrating round the room

Plants keep me cool in the flat and they don’t mind if I smoke.

Cactus, cheese, rubber, spider, succulent, savoury, salt,
vinegar, sweet and sour, lemon and lime. 169 more words

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Lycra, plimsolls, watch me go

I can be anything I want.

Fitter, faster, longer, stronger. Why can’t I be more beautiful?

Maybe I should go running, get outdoors, hit the road. 120 more words

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The wee fannies got greedy

The mice are eating the food on the traps but not getting caught.

Strutting about the place, giving me the finger before
scurrying off behind the back of the sink. 128 more words

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Fearless alien creatures out to take over the planet

Becoming worryingly sentimental about dogs these days. Wee
hairy bastards.

Keep watching canine rescue stories and puppy
documentaries on cheap TV and it’s playing with my emotions, man. 159 more words

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I go to bed too late and get up too early

When a man is tired of Govanhill, he is tired of
life, said Johnson, Rab Johnson fae Torrisdale Street.

Well Rab, I’m knackered, mate, mostly because you and Tracey won’t shut the fuck up with the loud music and the screaming all through the night and the people shouting up at your window from the street all day, you know? 125 more words

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I hope it's jojoba

Great to see a new branch of the Body Shop opening in
Govanhill.

At last, seaweed oil aqua boost overnight serum whenever I
need it, which is often. 137 more words

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Why Govanhill is just like Hamburg

Govanhill is a tourist hot spot with supporters of St Pauli, a football team from Hamburg with a long history of radical players and anarchist fans, squatters, activists, socialists, nutters. 132 more words

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