Re-arranging material

It’s amazing how one’s material can be re-arranged. Some years ago I was talking with a chap in the publishing game who said it was obvious, to him anyway, that my book about Trainspotting must start with my critical analysis of the book itself. So I went...

Edinburgh in August. Wish you were here?

I hope they’re not calling me curmudgeonly, out on the street there. They could be. Not entirely without reason, it has to be said. That’s the Edinburgh Festival over for another year, I’m told. How many shows did I go to? One. And that was with a...

The Voice.

‘Ere the month is out, I must blog. It is written. So, dear reader(s? – more than one? – that would be nice), I blog. (does “to blog” exist as a verb? – Ed.) You must not think, dear reader(s?), that I blog for blogging’s...

EuroRef Day + 1

Oh dear me. What went wrong? It all felt good on Leith Walk, campaigning yesterday afternoon for an IN vote. Maybe as many as 20% of people to whom I gave a flyer and had a brief word of encouragement were European nationals living here and unable to vote. It turns...

EuroRef Day – 1

The day before – tomorrow is the big day, and I can only worry about what the situation will be on Friday morning. With many others, I am seriously depressed at the level of conversation. Basically, the Leave side, making its appeal to the heart not the head,...