Wattaholic

I can't go anywhere near Watt Brothers (Glasgow department store and bargain mecca) without spending my pocket money on make up. Thankfully this little lot cost less than the full price of one Max Factor Lipfinity in Boots. If only Watt's had their own advantage card, i'd truly be in lippy heaven...

View from the train

I'm on the train on my way to Aberdeen with work. I've done all the sudokus in the paper, so thought I'd experiment with the panoramic settings on my phones camera and see if it can do justice to the Perthshire views.

Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrooooooooooooooom!

Every year on Easter Sunday around 4,000 bikers go on a fun run to bring Easter eggs to Yorkhill Childrens hostpital. They do a circuit round the city centre and back out to the West End, and in doing so go right past my front door. It's my unofficial Easter tradition to hang out the window or sit on the front step and watch.

Today it took half an hour for the whole lot to go past. I'm sure it was longer last year, and the costumes were better last year. I didn't see too many folk dressed up, though there were the usual complement of Easter bunnies, Scooby Doos and Supermen. There was also a Marge Simpson with her helmet cleverly augmented into the famous blue beehive.

There's nothing quite like the noise, and the smell, of 4,000 bikes revving their engines outside your front house. I never get drunk on the Easter Saturday night purely to avoid a hangover like a bat out of hell!