Monday, September 3, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
I’m having a baby
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Welcome to Scotland
Can I preface this by saying that I am so glad so many tourists come over to Scotland every year. After all, more than 200,000 of us are employed in the tourism industry so it’s obviously important. And I have to say I feel quite proud when I see tourists admiring our country.
However, what I do not like is when I am trying to get to work and I am walking from Waverley Station to the Scottish Parliament - or should I say TRYING to walk - and I cannot get moving for them. Unless of course I want to do that moving in the middle of the road and get mowed down by an Edinburgh Tour Bus.
I saw a really funny letter in the Metro a while back from someone saying “tourists, I love you all but see the next time I can’t walk down a pavement in Edinburgh for you, I’ll be mowing right through you”. The letter ended with the advice “less talking, more walking people”!
I couldn’t agree more except, of course, in true hypocritical fashion, when I’m on holiday and want to meander through the streets of wherever I am without some rude local getting irritated with me when I am, after all, contributing to their economy!
Are you still a hypocrite if you admit to being one?
Thursday, May 17, 2007
It’s murder, polis!
Yesterday was so eventful that I forgot all about the first drama of the day! Myself and some friends were “evicted” from the Edinburgh train yesterday. Kicked off! Couldn’t believe it. I had left in plenty of time and got on the train at Duke St. I wanted to pay for my ticket to Edinburgh by cheque and the guy on the train said no, he didn’t have time, I’d have to pay at Queen St. So I get to Queen St and have to queue along with dozens of other folk. So, I’m running along platform 6 to get on the train when Richard leans out of the train and waves to let me know where they are.
As he’s waving, the doors start closing. He gets momentarily stuck in the doors, I jump on and the ticket examiner goes nuts! He comes on the train and orders us off for “endangering lives”. I explain that it wasn’t intentional and he was just waving to me. This guy, however, is adamant that he will not take us to Edinburgh. Richard stays put. The examiner gets off looking like he might explode and calling out “call the police”! What?! It gets to 8.34 and a half and we decide it’s not fair on the other passengers, this being the rush hour etc. So we get off and sure enough, he’s summoned the police.
So now you know, don’t wave, don’t move, don’t speak - otherwise the entire rail network could grind to a halt. Oh and incidentally, the police were very nice and as far as I know they’re still thinking how they might word the “offence” on the charge sheet!