Pig Sty Avenue

Tried posting pics from the new mobile earlier. Clearly, they haven't arrived here... Arse...

Dedans... , originally uploaded by sarahwoo . Click on the photo for the story. It's not Molly, but it's made me think: we must take this bairn to Paris!

...has made another almighty fuck up as a result of his contortions to fellate the editors of the tabloids. The shit. That's what happens, you see, when we're governed by weak kneed imbeciles. Johnny boy has to swallow, Wapping's finest have a post orgasmic cigarette, and the nation's child molesters are scattered God only knows where. Brilliant. And this twat is supposed to be a political heavyweight! The hacks' rent boy, more like.

...It's been raining all night. The barrels are replenished and the plants looking happy. Hooray!

It hasn't REALLY rained for about five weeks now. We're approaching a crisis at the allotment because we have no piped water. We do have an ingenious rain water collection system. But that needs rain. Dad told me this morning that he's been dreaming about rain. The greenhouses and the leeks must have water, so they've been a priority: everything else is to put roots down far enough and fend for itself. Apparently , we're to get showers this weekend. Oh yes, please.

Being away from the blogsphere - even for a short while - can make you wonder about the futility of it all. I got to thinking, Do I want to continue with The Avenue? Should I start again somewhere else? I even opened a free-trial account at squarespace . But then I thought "bollocks": The text editing window is really fiddly, and I can't see what you're getting for your $7 a month, except more space... And most of that would go on photos, and blogspot links nicely to Flickr now. And there's the fabled Pig Sty Avenue Podcast... I thought squarespace might be a good place for that, but there are other options . So I'm going to just blog on here. Bugger it all. Some lad called Dave called by to comment how much he liked it here, and that was very encouraging. Cheers, Dave! Mind you, I'm going to continue avoiding Flickr for the next few weeks. I've several thousand words to write on the subject of the "dummy" DO operator, and a lot mor...

This bastard wants put to the buck, (to use a phrase rarely heard outside Jarrow). I can't stand the bloke. A slimey, smarmy, snakey, bullying, cowardly, thick-skinned, wooden-headed, turncoat bastard of the first order. Everything about him irks me. But some of his antics have sublimed from the enraging to the comical. He's gotten it into his miserable onanist's mind that calling BBC News interviewers by their first name will disarm them, perhaps wrongfoot them, maybe just annoy them...? Fuck knows why he does it, actually, but he does. He's sussed out that James Naughtie's colleagues on the Today programme call him "Jim", so he had to go one step further, and imply some deeper intimacy. "Jimmy, Jimmy!" he exclaimed a few weeks ago in "answer" to a pertinent question he didn't want to answer honestly. Reminded me of The Undertones . May his troubles ever increase. Now he's the epitomie of New Labour, jumping and so...

Yesterday she was sitting on my knee, she took hold of my thumb, put it into her mouth and bit down... A tooth, a wee one, bottom left. It was almost as if she was trying to tell me. According to my Mam, the person who first notices a child's first tooth should buy them a present. Apparently, the former practice was to let a better-off relative "find" the tooth. Hmm.

More nonsense later...

me, mini me & micro me , originally uploaded by Pig Sty Ave . Three baldies. Not much time for blogging. Time taken up by SAMP (Study Allotment Molly and Photography). More nonsense in due course.

yvonne , originally uploaded by Pig Sty Ave . ...is the landlady at the Castle Hill Vaults pub in Ardrossan . Pubs in Scotland seem much changed since the smoking ban. Well, there's no cigarette smoke. Yvonne told me that her takings were well down since the ban came in. Customers wouldn't stay away, but they'd spend a proportion of their time outside, and would drink less. The situation was worsened because they had no garden or yard for the smokers to take their drinks to. So, if you're in Ardrossan, perhaps on your way to Arran, do pop in and buy a pint or two. Friendly atmos. and charming staff.

molly's 1st go on the swings , originally uploaded by Pig Sty Ave . She looks bigger than 8 months, doesn't she? We're back from a long weekend in Ayrshire. More on that later.