PGCCCIV: Sunday

Celtic are 1-0 up at half-time. I have coffee, The Observer and the Sunday Herald. My wife looks especially gorgeous today. The weather’s warm-ish. Our living room smells of fresh laundry.
I love Sundays.

PGCCCIII: Fixed

For some reason, the site went haywire overnight. It is fixed.

PG CCCXII – The End of an Era

Ted Kennedy is dead,
in Queensland a SIX year old brought a knife to school…
and the Chinese government is getting rid of Chinglish in Shinghai.
*sigh*

PGCCCXI: Holidays

Not much time to talk today, as I’m going to be late for an all-day training course across town.

PGCCCX: Compassion

Yeebs was right yesterday: it was entirely my intention to make a post about the whole media storm surrounding Abdelbaset al Megrahi, the only man convicted of the Lockerbie bombing. [You may infer my personal opinion from the fact that I have not used the world 'guilty'.]

PG CCCIX – Cliche

I’m watching a movie called “The Art of Being Straight” and well, would you like a side of cliche with your cliche? Good lord, could we make a ‘gay’ film that isn’t all about the straight guy finding out he’s gay and the gay girl re-thinking the whole lesbian thing because a cute guy turns [...]

PG CCCIII – Quarantine

I may have swine flu. It’s highly unlikely, but since i’m sick, and they can’t know for sure that I don’t, I’ve been banished from work until my test comes back negative.
I’m also on Tamiflu…

PG CCCVII – Fingers Crossed

I put in an official application for a training job for next year…
I could use your good thoughts.

PGCCCVI: Champions

If you didn’t see the men’s 100m final at the World Championship Athletics from Berlin last night, you missed the single greatest race in the world ever.

PGCCCV: Health

I promised Sezje that I would do another post on Parliamo Glasgow or ‘Let’s speak Glasgwegian’.
Clearly, I lied.