Hey there. I had a stressy week (cf: previous post). That’s all resolved for now, though, and I had a fun weekend. I frolicked in Glasgow on Friday, finished Chapter Five of Finitude on Saturday then played videogames into the wee hours, and Sunday I had high tea at the Balmoral Hotel with my friend Martin from Canada (because it’s fun to do things with visitors to your hometown that you would never do otherwise).
And, just because pictures make this more interesting, on my way to catch the Glasgow bus on Friday, I passed a flaming rubbish bin. Like everyone else walking past, I stared at it with that perplexed “This is not normal, this does not happen” look. The others kept walking, but, being my father’s son, I realised that “somebody else” wasn’t necessarily going to do anything, and I phoned 999. By the time I made it to the bus stop, a fire truck came, and several men set about giving the bin a thorough hosing-down.
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I want a pin that says I am a good citizen.
