Black and white

Weather. Always a good conversation piece for folk when your struggling for subjects to talk about. On my way to work today it very much felt like winter was most definately here. The sky was clear with only the occasional strip of cloud hiding the luminous pale blue hanging overhead. These are the kind of winter mornings I like though. Freezing, but light and clear with the sunlight streaming through the tree tops over the edge of Calderglen. The sunlight in stark contrast with the cold temperatures. It is not as cold as it will get though. Today it has been around 5 degrees celcius but tomorrow the weather report is saying it will be more in the region of 2 degrees celcius but with less cloud. It is strange how I feel more at home in the winter weather than in the sweltering heat of a good summer. Perhaps I was an eskimo in a former life... or a penguin. According to religions, such as Hinduism or Buddhism, a human is supposed to be a higher form of life than the animal which would mean I must have been a good penguin in the former life. Maybe I caught lots of fish and shared them out to all my penguin pals. Not everything's black and white though.
The BBC Trust have finally got round to giving their final decision on the Russell Brand/Jonathan Ross nonsense stating there was no justification for the errors that were made in the production of the programme concerned. Really? No way! Who pays these people? Oh, yeah, that's right. US. It's been over three weeks for them to state the obvious. As the 'innocent' female concerned said on the news tonight - we are all so bored of this story. Why is it still in the news then? As I said when it first blew up in the gutter press three days after it actually happened - get over it. There are more important things to concern ourselves over. Getting Ross back on the telly! I've got to go out tonight now because there's no Jonathan Ross on!
Charlie Brooker's Screenwipe had a great ten minute piece on it, on Tuesday night, in his usual entertaining, sarcastic, indomitable way. The guy is a genius. Another guy with a similar humour is the brilliant Jack Dee whom I just happened to catch getting interviewed on This Morning yesterday. Not that I usually watch this Morning or anything... I was just finishing my breakfast tea with a bacon buttie. He was talking about his new series of Lead Balloon, his drama comedy series on BBC Two. Regretfully, I've not caught any of this series yet but it looks pretty good. May have to check it out.
The new car is flaimin' filthy. How come dirt on a car shows up more on black paintwork? You'd think it would be the opposite wouldn't you? I always thought it would be a nightmare owning a white car. JP says it's the salt on the road. Salt on the road? Haven't even seen any salt spreaders on the roads yet, firing it's load of grit at your windscreen. Soon we'll be scraping the ice off the windows and getting high on de-icers again. Could the snow be on it's way?

A family thing

Went to a few exhibitions on Saturday. First off I went to the Glasgow Print studio to check out part of the 2 venue exhibition on Steven Campbell's work. The Rutherglen artist who was known as one of 'the New Glasgow Boys' died of a ruptured appendix in August there and this exhibition showcases the best of his work. Colourful, weird, crazy and brilliant. A Scottish talent that will be a big loss to the Art world.
Afterwards I headed up to the CCA and the 'Alt-w: New Directions in Scottish Digital Culture' an interactive exhibition about the digital media involving video, computer and photographs. A small, interesting exhibition with slightly complicated exhibits which involved spending some time over. Time, which, I did not have a lot of.
Ka and myself went to Stepps yesterday to meet the newborn Christopher Miller. He was just as a baby should be. Quiet. We were there for about two hours and he slept the whole time and only woke as we were leaving. I suspect he just didn't want to socialise with us. Sarah, Brian and Yvie are all well and treated us to a Blue Ribband and tea.
Started looking into the family tree last Thursday with my Gran Reid. Came into work this morning and it turns out JP has started on his over the weekend too. My Gran let me borrow a load of old family photographs to scan of her family, from her own childhood growing up with my Great Aunt Mina and her brothers. Turns out my Great Great Grandfather is called McGuire and came over from Ireland at the turn of the century, around 1900 time. Will have to find dates though. So I don't actually have Pollock blood, it's actually McGuire blood. It's amazing how you get hooked on it all.