After a mammoth 7 hours studying today, I treated myself to a trip to the big-and-getting-bigger Tesco at Springburn. While in the cooked meats aisle hunting out a bit of chorizo for my better half's next culinary exploit, I stumbled upon this delightful testament to Scotland's diverse population and their respective meaty treats. The Scotch Pie side by side with Polish sausage. Nice to see they included some macaroni pies to keep the veggies on side.
This band somehow inspire absolute dedicated mania in an audience that seemed to consist mostly of dodgy looking blokes whose vocabulary extends only to the phrase "the View, the View, the View are on Fire". I didn't get it myself, but then I'm not a thug from Dundee...
Evening at Tut's courtesy of Justin and the HGR, who I'm chuffed to be performin alongside at Kunst later this month. We might even stick around for The View.
