Friday, 27 January 2017

Choose Life

I watched the original Trainspotting film last night and heard the revamped monologue from T2 Trainspotting in the trailer for the new film.

Choose life
Choose Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and hope that someone, somewhere cares
Choose looking up old flames, wishing you’d done it all differently
And choose watching history repeat itself
Choose your future
Choose reality TV, slut shaming, revenge porn
Choose a zero hour contract, a two hour journey to work
And choose the same for your kids, only worse, and smother the pain with an unknown dose of an unknown drug made in somebody’s kitchen
And then… take a deep breath
You’re an addict, so be addicted
Just be addicted to something else
Choose the ones you love
Choose your future
Choose life”



I chose life this morning and it was stunning, really stunning!

Loch Ard trails




Saturday, 21 January 2017

Obama on Trump: epoch, period or comma?

Will ye no come back again

I watched the whole of the Presidential inauguration ceremony and like many others, I was struck by the contrast between the magnanimity and graciousness of the Obamas as they slipped away and the insolitous barbed comments and barely concealed arrogance of President Trump. The way they respectively greeted the assembled guests: the great, the good and the bad could not have provided a sharper contrast in style.

The Obamas even had an infectious friendship with George and Laura Bush as well as the Clintons that looked genuine. Barack Obama spoke to the guests as he entered and left the proceedings. Meanwhile, Donald Trump patted them on the back whilst turning away. Melanie Trump wore Ralph Lauren, and Michelle Obama wore her emotions. The half-empty streets down Pennsylvanian Avenue were not just because of the rain. They were the hard-core Trump supporters but only a third of the numbers at Obama's inauguration in 2009 according to Washington Metro ticket sales and the New York Times. Although Trump's Press secretary, Sean Spicer, claimed Trump had attracted “the largest audience ever to witness an inauguration” revealing that facts will be fiction under Trump,

As he bade farewell to his staff before leaving by helicopter, Obama told them: "Our democracy is not the buildings." "It's you, being willing to listen to each other and argue with each other and come together and knock on doors and make phone calls and treat people with respect. And that doesn't end, this is just a little pit stop." “This is not a period,” he said. “This is a comma in the continuing story of building America.” 

I just hope that the Trump presidency is a comma, the prospect of Humpty Trumpty sitting on his wall before his great fall has the sort of resonance that is appealing. I hope that all of GOP's men will not rush to put him together again.

Friday, 13 January 2017

Winter Blast

Ben Lomond at the end of Main Street

Several followers of the blog from more distant lands have said that they enjoy the chance to observe conditions in this part of Scotland. So here are some shots from earlier today. The winter has been quite benign so far and this was the first fall of snow in the village. There was an inch or so yesterday but it froze hard overnight to provide good conditions for a morning walk up Lime Craig.

Banks of the Forth

Lime Craig path from Dounans

Craig Mor and Ben Venue from Lime Craig

Flanders Moss and Campsie Hills from Lime Craig

Ben Ledi from Lime Craig

Ben Lomond from house

Wednesday, 11 January 2017

Glasgow: Big is not Beautiful

George Square below the former College of Building and Printing

India Street and the former Strathclyde Regional Council HQ, RIP

I first footed Glasgow for 2017 yesterday. It was a depressing experience with empty shops reaching parts of the city that previous recessions couldn't reach. Much of Sauchiehall street is struggling as a prime retail street with another huge gap where BHS was located; the cancer of vacant units is spreading eastwards. The St Enoch Shopping Centre has lost its vitality with empty units, low rental businesses and little foot traffic despite the sales continuing. Even Buchanan street was bereft of people at lunchtime. There were more people sitting on the pavement with dogs and blankets than there was footfall on many shopping streets. An older man was giving licks to his drum kit in Sauchiehall street in the rain. He had an amplified backing tape that included a vocalist switched to full volume. He had created a no walk zone for passing shoppers. If it was not Glasgow it would have been incongruous.

I made a tour of old haunts: Argyll street pedestrian area was empty, Union street is cluttered with charity shops and pound shops, the old specialist shops have mainly disappeared, the School of Art is still being rebuilt after the fire, the GFT cinema seemed to be the only functioning business in what is now the fag end of Sauchiehall street. Glasgow has closed its public toilets so John Lewis proved useful. It was busy, maybe toilets are the new marketing trick in this former city of retailing.

My old offices in India Street, where I had spent 13 years, had been demolished last year and the gaping space is showing no signs of imminent development. The Scotrail train service was an almost defunct reminder of the blue trains. The old rolling stock was neither clean nor comfortable and progressed at a crawl compared to city trains elsewhere in the UK. The alternative of driving into the city centre is no longer a realistic option. Glasgow's car parking charges are priced to deter both commuters and shoppers, the on street parking contractor must pay a bonus for tickets issued, even a few minutes delay is guaranteed a fine. Most of the public conveniences have closed and the back lanes are dotted with men watching walls.

The sign on the now defunct College of Printing and Building is a large hoarding proclaiming that "People make Glasgow". January may be dank and dull and not the best time to observe a city centre but people will have a massive task to make Glasgow flourish again. The progress in the late 1970's and 1980's was ground breaking and there was another period around the millennium when things picked up. The decline since 2008 shows no signs of abating and even the former affluent suburbs of Bearsden, Bishopbriggs, Giffnock are beginning to look tired and prices are tumbling as the city continues to lose out to Edinburgh. Only the West End seems to be thriving with the university, museums and young entrepreneurs with independent businesses providing an oasis of growth.

The massive new Queen Elizabeth Hospital opened in 2015 costing £842m, with all the ongoing costs that result from PPP procurement, is one of the largest hospital complexes in Europe but is in meltdown. The latest problems of waiting times and poor elderly care, the Red Cross recruited to take patients home, has now resulted in a squad of NHS staff from England being appointed to help resolve the 'super sized but not very efficient or effective' dilemma.

Glasgow's obsession with size and the city centre has become an endemic problem in recent years. Big projects may make headlines but they are often a false economy, they divert attention away from communities. The ribbons of new housing developments along the river are trapped between the river and the expressway and have replicated the mistakes of the peripheral schemes with few shops or facilities. Community involvement seems to have been given short shrift as the City Council and the Scottish Government have pursued iconic, expensive and symbolic buildings.

Developers are always willing to take the profit on these types of development without taking responsibility for the wider environment or facilities. It is a glaekit policy. The urban fabric is worn out and needs urgent attention, the city centre is too spread out for the era of online shopping, and it lacks the charm or facilities to encourage repeat visits. I say this with some despair having lived and worked in Glasgow for twenty years and believing in the 1980's that the city had turned the corner. Yes people make Glasgow but there is a need for some leadership to create more integrated and hospitable buildings and neighbourhoods than has been apparent in the last decade.

Charing Cross Station - nae charm and freezing