Bad dreams bordering on nightmares (the whole of Sussex was destroyed when an earthquake set off a nuclear accident) but awoke well rested nonetheless.
Very weird dreams that I won’t bore you with, but the shower did indeed work. Breakfast had a wide variety of foods, but no bowls for the cereal, so that was a bit of a challenge. I expect they only put cereal there for the foreigners, anyway, and there weren’t many of those. It’s a big conference-type hotel, so it was all Germans, or at least German speakers.
I’m told that one of things that is endearing about me is that I am obsessed with strange things. So in the hope that this is true, I’m going to bang on about one of those things here – snooker, and specifically the World Championship. If you find snooker about as interesting as I find cricket (slightly less interesting than reading flat-pack instructions in a language I don’t speak), feel free to skip.
Yes, the plural of Bible is Bibles (although “bible” in itself comes from the Greek word for “books”, which is a plural already). But the way of developing the plural of Bibles is apparently being a Christian for a long time.
It feels like I’ve had my head down all year and barely registered what I’ve been up to, so I’ve just scrolled through my calendar, photos and blog to find out what I actually did do this year!
Many of you will know that I am a bit of a bridge enthusiast. How it happened is a long and not especially interesting story, but suffice it to say that I am now writing a book on Glasgow’s history told through its bridges. So naturally, I was very excited by the opening of the new Govan Footbridge (or the Pointy Bridge, as I insist on calling it).
Regular readers will know that last year I bought a male companion for my lonely budgie, Artemis, and they hit it off like a Mills & Boon novel. But unlike a Mills & Boon novel, they did not live happily ever after because Parzival passed away after only a few months 😭
This week I’ve been staying in East Kilbride, guinea pig sitting, so I treated myself to a zonecard to make the rigmarole of travelling between Glasgow and EK less annoying. But the annoyingess of travel is very much in the eye of the traveller.
A wee photo post for you, because I was called upon this week to go to Glenrothes for work. It is not the most photogenic of locations, being one of those ugly new towns that are all shopping centres and roundabouts, but as I had already travelled for over three hours (!) I thought “what’s another hour?” and went for lunch in St Andrews, which is much prettier.
It’s not been a great year for me. All work and not enough play made Karen a dull girl in 2023; Artemis’s avian romance ended in tragedy; and there was the major disappointment of not getting Eurovision tickets 😭 But it hasn’t been all bad. Let’s have a look at it.
K C Murdarasi 