Ghosty ghost

As the 'almighty' Boston once sang.. I closed my eyes and she slipped away. You know, the bit before the twee guitar solo 'Waaah waahah wah waaah, waaaah waaah wawawawaaah'!!

Citizen Smith Rejoice!

I have finally found the perfect drink for my brother. It suits him, hehe!!

Testing

Pubs are for Tramps

What better way to watch the Scotland game than to watch it in the Malmaison champagne bar? Why indeed, whilst the plebs fought and bickered outside in the rain the 3 amigos relaxed with our Bolly, olives and lightly toasted almonds. Tis only a shame Scotland got roughly taken up the bahookie!

Fishing bait

Craig releases the little tykes. Perhaps next year near this spot we may catch a glimpse of the offspring if any of these nippers survive to maturity.

Mummy, can i have a pony?

Resembling some tightly stretched baw skin Mr C shows his new face to the world!

The cutting floor

Despite his pleas for mercy and the bad jokes tumbling from my mouth like little russian acrobats, the cutting continued. A hush had descended upon the crowd, they had expected a show but not this charnel house of pain!

Dred or Dead

Before the beasting takes place craig looks at me with pleading in his eyes like a baby seal. Little did this baby seal know that this Dawg still liked the clubbin!

Hat of the Gods

Its feckin freezin. Whilst hat shopping for the unfortunate soon to be dredless Mr C i spotted this cheeky chap, Yay! No more cold head for I and besides, I have always admired Elmer Fudd!!

Jealous, moi?

When yer pal is in new york you cant help feel a tad jealous when u get sent a picture like this! Boo hiss!!!

All dredded up and they are going to go!

Mr C is going for the big one and its all for the kids, ooer!! Yes on Friday Mr C is having them foosty bandangos on his head all shaved off for Children in Need. Cor blimey and rubaduck and no mistake what might lie in wait under there? I shall be the man doing the shaving and if you blunder across this page whether by accident or design please donate a wee bitty to the poor weans (here). I dare say he is dredding it but all the money helps. I promise I shant do a dredful job :o) See this page for "action" packed photos of the event on Friday!

Beware the Ninja!

In reply to the chap who wondered where all the scottish big issue sellers had gone. Killed obviously.

And the night went on.... and on.... and on

In what can only be described as a feat worthy of Hercules himself; the T man and I went to the pub. Then the Motorhead/Alice Cooper gig. Then the Buff club, finally rounding off our "journey" at the casino where we continued to drink til morning like the addled orangutangs we had become. Did you know that you arent allowed to take pictures of croupiers dealing? Pah I sneer at your human "laws".

Blurry, but so was the night..

If you peer closely and use your imagination you can almost see Lemmy from Motorhead belting out the Ace of Spades. Thankfully the gig was very busy as I was almost falling down drunk and the press of people kept me upright.

The Bow Tie Tying Contest

Thus the time came for the annual bow tie tying event. Competition was fierce indeed, especially from the man known only as "squint" who demonstrated his remarkable "crushed silk baw" technique. However I am sure you would agree there could only be one winner.

BEHOLD!!!

Phoned yesterday for am upgrade and it came today! 5 megapixel joy, could i BE any happier!!! Note - picture taken by shitey old phone :)

Biggles?

Haloween. The streets were awash with 'zany' students bedecked in colorful nylon. Myself and my twin took a moment from the far too many pints on a weeknight to ponder.

Amazing how bored you can get

Bored, peed off but fortunately my bro comes along and cheers me up with his fluffy face and ridiculous pink shirt.

Deck the Halls

Some people say that hospitals are depressing places. No idea where they would get that idea from! I must commend the vicky on placing there x-ray dept 63 miles and 4 floors from the entrance. Handy when u can only walk as fast as yoda

Harumph

By golly! I never thought to see the like in the 21st century. I do believe its a feller smoking a large pipe! I barely escaped with my life after this shot as the chap espied me snapping and with a great harumphing set the dogs on me!

The Stonehaven Massive

In my by now blisteringly steaming state i was barely fit to take a pic. Fortunately those friendly little northern gnomes were on hand to snap for me. Here i am trying to catch some flies with Mrs E!

A troubling spell

Aberdonians cant spell!

The cabbage patch

Honkin! Its only the start of the night too. I reckon there be stormy seas ahead.

Avast Aberdeen!

The adventure begins in Aberdeen. Its Mr Emslie's 30th and myself and Electric Bill have travelled on the finest of megachariots to the city of the tall foreheaded folk. Sadly due to some schoolboy japery involving the back seat, beer and Jim Beam we didnt so much alight from our chariot as fall out of it. An auspicious start indeed!

A life on the road

Was getting bored and took the wheels out for a little spin. Ah its a good life, the wind in your hat and the sun at your back letting the throttle out on the mean machine!

Woot woot!

The stage school play finishes with an almighty flourish!

Fifi!!!

Its Feef and Al livin the dream, giving it maximum pottage and breakin the hearts of the menchaps!

DJ Bob

Starting off the night in Soba! I call this dude on the decks dj bob after his penchant for bobbing about like an utter fanny whilst twiddling some knobs. Learn to play a real instrument porky!!!

A sea of heads

Its a jivetoaster shot! However this was done with a crappy phone camera and some considerable pintage of lager sloshing around in me. Oh yes and a tad less panache!

The aliens have landed

The alabama 3 front man reached out to the stars and lo. An angel was beamed to him.

Fear of Boarding in Glasvegas

Yep its a lonely track that inner circle

Chicken. On a stick!

Not been much amusing to blog of late. At least until i was teased by this 91 percent chicken breast snack. You know what that means, oh yeah. 91 percent of the time it works every time!

Deus of Vetus

My god! Look at these beasts, they are giant. Lurking with an almost brutish intelligence, surely these are the things that should not be.

French letters

Cor its been a while since i have had a letter published in that fine publication the metro. Big up Ninja Scotty!

High office drama

It was like a scene from 24 or perhaps the poseidon adventure when the power to whole building was cut! As the minutes passed the tension rose as anarchy began to beckon.

Lo, the sun hath risen

Well hats off to Melting Pot and the Sunrise Cruise. Its all over and i only have minor frostbite and an impending killer hangover left to look forward to now.

Melting my frozen black heart

Cor she was lovely. Spent ages babbling nonsense with her. True there was an air of madness about the eyes but it only added to the appeal.

Freeze off

Its feckin cold when your 'up top' on a boat tootling down the Clyde. Everyone was well wrapped up. Apart from me of course. I took my shirt off and challenged the wind to do its worst.

A feeling of fourboarding

Its four in the morning, everybody is honkin daft drunk and the boat is here. Let the cruise commence!!!

Jack and Victor head out

Its melting pot tonight followed after by the sunrise cruise. 'have it' ahem and all that.

A splendid ending

When yer pished and stumbling home its nice to see that others are pish'der than you.

Gnashers

Alison cant bear to look at my patented ladykilling smile.

Devil Stew

Satan dances a merry jig with one of his little minions.

Vox box

After smoking forty club a day for the last eighteen years Mike has had to start using an artificial voice box.

Gander

Mike's leaving night, Kev spots a stray work request.

The jiggin mexicans

There i am just minding my own business in Tusk then kazzam! I am jostled by a couple of bandoleros. Darn mesquite munchers ;o)

Tasty thai

Cos this was lovely. Despite the fact i popped a whole chilli in my mouth and spent ten minutes crying and snottering before i could continue

Poop Art

Right down to the original colours. Stick that to your 'Factory', heh heh.

Insectoid

I was given some specs to look over today in work.

First a Dragon Now a Blood Hawk!

What the feck?! There i am walking down the stairs of my close. I approach the main door with a spring in my step and a gladness in my heart at facing another working day of this fine Scottish summer. AAAARRGH yet another hellspawn!! Has it too been sent to judge me? I survived the horror of the hell-bus (here) only to be faced with a fist sized hatred filled homunculus lurking in wait on the very door I have to use to exit the building. There was a tangible sense of menace in the air. I could feel the life force in my body being crushed under that leaden gaze as the hawk sized leathery winged beast pondered on my fate. With an almost audible snap, its attentions ceased. I was free to go... .. But for how long?

Boring note: found out what it was, (here) I still believe that it is satans minion tho.