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Z is for ZZZZZzzzzzzzzz…

I was going to write this final post in the A to Z Challenge about Glasgow Zoo and the various small ‘zoos’ which existed all over the city in the 19th and early 20th centuries, but I am totally sick of the sound of my own voice and by. now, I’m sure I have sent you to sleep with my Weegie prattling. Zzzzzzzzzz…..get it?

So instead, I thought I’d summarise what I’d learned about blogging daily.

  1. It’s hard. Seriously. Trying to write something interesting every day is a discipline. It’s almost like being a writer…
  2. It’s fun. I did enjoy it. Kind of. I liked researching WikiWeegie (I made that up, but now I feel like there needs to be a WikiWeegie. Anyone up for it?) and I learned loads of stuff about my city that I didn’t know and reminded myself of things I had totally forgotten.
  3. I find it easier to write non-fiction. Who knew? While it did take time, if I’d been trying to produce a similar number of words of fiction each day I’d never have managed it.
  4. No matter how long I live in Aberdeenshire, I’ll always be a Weegie. I’m sure this would be true wherever I lived, but if someone would like to finance a year in Tuscany, purely as a social experiment, I’m up for it.
  5. I really enjoy making people laugh. I may give up my plans to be queen of literary fiction and just write a sit-com instead. ‘Cos genre fiction can’t be literary, can it…? And paper books are better than ebooks. And the gatekeepers are bastards.
  6. I like winding people up.
  7. I’m looking forward to blogging about something different. Yes, I love Glasgow and it’s foibles, but there are a few rants I’ve been keeping to myself for a month now and I’m just about ready to explode.

Thank you for sticking by me in April. And many thanks to all the new subscribers who followed my blog during the challenge month. I do hope you’re not disappointed when the blog goes back to what my therapists call normal.

Now for gawd’s sake, someone put the kettle on and make us a cuppa.

Wellington, Goma, Traffic Cone



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Y is for Young Nettie

I have wracked my brains and can’t think of anything Weegie beginning with Y. No doubt  I’ll remember 27 of them as soon as I hit ‘publish’, but in place of anything vaguely interesting, here are some pictures of me as a youngster.

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X is for Durty Fillums

First of all, I hope you all appreciate the amount of research I had to do for this post. My poor innocent soul will never be the same again.

During the Bum-chicka-wow-wow heyday of the 1970s and 1980s, there were several porn cinemas in Glasgow.

Classic Grand CinemaThe one I am most familiar with – because my bus to work passed it every day, you dirty-minded lot – was the Classic Grand. The building started life as a warehouse for the Clyde before becoming a picture house (of the regular variety). In the 1950s it billed itself as an ‘Art’ cinema: in reality, it showed porn and extreme horror. This closed in the 60s before being resurrected as the Classic Grand in 1973. By the time it closed in the early 90s, it was known as the Curzon. I have heard that if you were to try to phone the cinema, the calls were redirected to the Cannon (it’s parent company) in Sauchiehall Street as the Classic’s staff – three old ladies and a janitor – were always too busy selling tissues and cleaning up (?!) to answer the phone.

Tatler CinemaThe Tatler in Sauchiehall Street first was a cinema called The Vitagraph in 1912. It was a long, narrow building with the auditorium only 8 seats wide. After various re-incarnations it became the Tatler Cinema Club in 1973 and showed unrated porn. In 1981 it became the Curzon and specialised in Scandanavian soft porn before closing in 1984. In 2004 Historic Scotland endowed Grade B Listed Building status on the cinema, now a bar and nightclub.

In 1994 Divally’s opened in Maxwell Street and still showed erotica until 2002, after becoming a lap dancing club.

I shudder to think at the traffic this blog post will get but, dear reader, I do it for you.