By The Time I Make A Million They'll Have A Coin For It

As I type it's Bob Dylan's 80th birthday. Happy Birthday, Bob. [I presume he reads my blog] I hope that tartan scarf I threw at you at the SEC in Glasgow all those years ago is still keeping you warm. 

I enjoyed The Big Sleep. 

I think I might start saying stuff like “Shake your business up and pour it, I haven’t got all day” to folk - just to see how that goes.

I read this in a day...

Powerful and poetically grim.

I am pretty sure I saw Hamish Imlach in a free concert with Ossian in Glasgow - maybe in The People's Palace? - when I was at secondary school, sometime in the eighties. I can't really remember anything about it. I've only ever really known of him. But I took the notion to read this book of his memoirs...

It doesn't disappoint...

And this is quite something...

I think it's the Fire Saga effect but for the first time in forever I made a point of watching and enjoying The Eurovision Song Contest.

A wee tip: if you are ever in the Tunnock's shop in Uddingston Main Street, be sure and pick up a banana loaf.

And now a visit to Poetry Corner (the second verse is my favourite):

I was glad to work on the titles music for this show.

(Still waiting on the call from Gary Numan to produce his next album...)

I'm pitching for something. Wish me luck.