#4 - The Red Rum Fortuity

A man who rarely bets, Forty-three years, and a winning bet on Red Rum, all in the week before the Grand National returns. Fortuitous. – Image Source: The Guardian

April 7, 2017 · 1 min · AJ

11. Incoming

Gale force winds, thunder and snow from Canada, a reminder to be thankful for the relatively mild winter we have had so far. Given we had had quite a few days where we were warmer than London, I suppose a correction was always on the cards…

January 12, 2017 · 1 min · AJ

#32- Hanging with Bruce

A commemorative statue for Robert the Bruce

February 3, 2016 · 1 min · AJ

About Town: Slivers of summer, art in the 'Deen and stumbling on my first Tartan Parade

The sun is out, belatedly, and in its weakly warm, barely there, almost autumnal pall I feel a small sense of relief that summer has not passed us by in its entirety out here in our little wind swept corner of the world. Not since the back end of May have we had weather remotely resembling summer; and with this tiny sliver of sunshine comes the urge to go out and do something. Thankfully Union Square with all its delights - and sun bathed open spaces - is only a brisk ten minute walk away from work, so I make a few phone calls and get my two friends from across town to agree to a meetup to catchup over lunch. We end up - and there must be no prizes for guessing here - at Nandos and we order our now standard fare, a platter of peri-peri chicken and a variety of sides to share. I go for a mixed leaf salad - between Sister #1 and the Irish drinkard, calorie counting has become my new obsession. My buddies, not shackled by the need to rein in bulging waistlines - both go for other less healthy options; OOO going for two sides of rice and Og going for a large serving of peri-peri salted chips. Between placing my initial order, and getting my loyalty card swiped, it turns out my last but one visit has entitled me to an extra half serving of chicken, which I add to my current order. All told we end up binging on a chicken and a half in the hour we spend there. Fully fed, with sagging guts and brains groaning at the small matter of another four hours of work, we down our coffees and leave to start heading back up to work. Having safely dispatched them to their cars, I settle in on one of the benches in front of the Union Square building to catch another half hour of sunshine before heading back to work. ...

July 30, 2012 · 4 min · AJ