We’re flying back today. It’s been a great trip.
Author: scruss
mmm
We had a great lunch with Neil at The Grain Store in Edinburgh today.
dirty harry
Went to Harry Ramsden’s in Glasgow last night for old time’s sake, and we probably won’t ever be back. The service was slow, the food so-so, and the bathrooms disgusting. It has lost its Harryness, alas.
och jings, we won!
Scotland beat France 1-0 yesterday. Here are some Scots enjoying the health benefits of smoking in the drizzle:
look out!
I see that my company’s Outlook Web Access does much niftier things on IE than on FireFox:
You don’t get those options of Firefox. Bah
But in true MS dunderhead fashion, when you quit the mail client, it clears all your cookies — including the ones of sessions on other sites. Microsoft, this isn’t DOS; people multitask these days …
providing cannon fodder for empire since 1867
I reckon that if I took a random street poll anywhere (anywhere outside Canada, that is), no more than 3 out of 10 people would consider Canada as having a leadership role. I do not wish to make light of the soldiers’ plight; I just don’t want them there in my name.
(I was going to make a comment about the nearest thing to a role to most Canadians would be a Swiss Chalet 1/4 chicken dinner, but that doesn’t work in a written context, and barely works when spoken.)
in a bit of a dwam
Well, we arrived in Glasgow. Jet-lag’s bad, but at least I’ve had some real Irn Bru to counter it. Forgotten how different a UK keyboard layout is to the Canadian one, so this entry has taken much correcting.
outlook contacts to palm, iPod, etc …
This is a neat workaround: Export Outlook Contacts using a small VB script. It works, too — I now have all my work contacts in my Palm.
a tiny stub-tailed birdlet
Our tree is filled with Ruby-crowned Kinglets, and the title is Peterson’s poetic description of them. I guess they’re feeding up to migrate a bit south. Give news of yourselves when you bring spring back with you!
half-yay pedelecs
Electric bikes hit the road in Ontario — but you have to wear a helmet, for some reason.
fake plastic trees
They’re setting up some kind of christmas filmset in the parking lot – an ad, maybe? There are many fake trees in the parking lot, some with lights, and what looks like rolls of fake snow. There are also a hotdog stand and a London Underground sign – wha?
they don’t like it
New Socialist doesn’t like TPSC. Maybe they should come out to a meeting?
neat neat neat
it’s official
I’m standing for election to the CanWEA Board of Directors.
confused
is there a Toronto Public Space Committee meeting tonight?
that’s what you wanted
A pentadecagram:
Download: star.ps (and you can edit it to change the number of points)
a sometimes food
I met someone yesterday who actually believes the Nieman-Marcus Cookie Urban Myth.
sunflowers again
Strange mini-sunflowers are growing up the stem of the half-dead plants.
no shave and no haircut, no bits
The Barber’s Chair has left Scarborough Town Centre. Seems that branch went bust. They left in a hurry; there’s still unswept hair on the floor. Now I have to go to Yorkville for Arthur’s Clydebank patter.
about to be gone
This corner of Bloor & Bedford is about to be gone:
It has memories for us, as the first place we stayed when we arrived was just up the road. Breakfast was at Country Style (which became a Booster Juice after the massive Tim’s opened across the road), lunch was from Pita Factory, the daily paper from Gus at the Mac’s, dinner was sometimes at Swiss Chalet #1; all on the same block, all going to be gone.
If you look at the bigger picture, you’ll see that hugin neatly severed a couple of heads. It might smart a little, but with some bactine and gauze, it’ll grow back in the morning.