Turkey, pig and reindeer for Christmas dinner.

Sorry to all the veggies out there but Christmas dinner was great this year.

Desmond Douglas of Thistle Street

I managed to reach the final of the inaugural Elmwood Table Tennis Championship 2007. It took a lot of sweat and vomit but I got there. However, in the final I was pumped two games to nil by Paul Sudron. But I don't like to talk about that bit.

Check out the trophy I made. This is the only time I'll get to hold the golden bat.

The man on the moon.

Took this shot of the moon tonight. Did it quickly though. It was minus 4 degrees out in the garden!

Damn it's cold!

How cold is it!

Christ, it's freezing. If you are anywhere hot just now then you are missing some brilliant weather. I'd hate to be in Australia the now Craig. All sweaty and enjoying yourself and that. Up yours.

Prat Pack

My work had it's Edinburgh, Leeds and London Christmas party last Friday down in York. The theme was the Rat Pack and everyone had to dress accordingly. I, however, went for the more relaxed look of a pastel blue polo neck, green cardigan, yellow loons, slicked back hair and a pencil 'tache rather than the obvious black suit and pencil tie everybody else went for.

Of course I won best dressed male. Duh!

Moonshine on Leith

We all went to the top of Calton hill the other weekend. It was brilliant. Really biting cold, scarily windy and getting darker every second.

Fantastic views over the Forth. Calvin liked the view of the Forth Bridge and the road bridge.

Princes Street looks great with the ferris wheel and all the other Christmas bits and bobs. I might take the camera and get some good pictures around Princes Street. Edinburgh is great.

And I think I even managed to take a photograph the Proclaimers could use for their next album cover. Hibs were playing Dundee United at Easter Road and the moon was directly above their stadium. You can see Berwick Law in the far distance too. Perfect.

On the way home, Sharlene was taking pictures whilst we were driving. She caught a cool picture of folk standing at the traffic lights.

Look at these didiots.

God bless their wee beady eyes and wet noses.

Whisky Galore!

Me, Calvin and Sharlene were invited on a tour of the Glenkinchie whisky distillery by Cameron last Saturday.

Very interesting it was too. Or what I remember of it. The tour started with a few wee tasters and then the next thing I remember was Cameron patting my back at the side of the road somewhere in Midlothian saying 'never mind wee man, it's better to get it aw oot.'

Those in glass houses.

Some wee bastard put a stone through one of our conservatory windows the other night.

Anyway, the jokes on them. I sold it at the Tate Modern for four hundred those pounds and fifty yen.

Dicks.