Arggh its almost nightmarishly frustrating how into BIG NATURAL TITS this country is. Everytime i walk into a newsagency, Jana Defi, Michelle Marsh or Raylene Richards are staring, smoulderingly out from a copy of Nuts or Zoo. N since the boobie showing censorship laws lapsed...
Anyways, ill try to stay focussed... focussed, focussed.
Went out and finally, after almost nine years, explored the McEwans Brewery in Fountainbridge. The brewery was still in use when i was here in 1999 (see above pic), was mothballed when i was here in 2004, but is now, finally, a delapitated mess of dereliction. I climbed in a window, over a huge pile of noisy metal that'd been stacked behind the window to act as some kind of deterrant, then vaulted my way up the chopped staircases until i got to the rooftop.
Half the brewery is gone, indeed the wall with the plaque to Sean Connery's birthplace was demolished last year. I still have the pic of him and my Granny n the neighbourhood kids sitting on Dundee Street in 1938 tho.
Tennents Lager is the best seller in Scotland, but McEwans is a bit classier. Both taste like rancid wee-wee as far as i care. Speaking of bad tasting stuff, i bought a can of Irn-Bru 32 yesterday... its Irn Bru, but with 32mg of Caffiene. It tasted nasty, so bitter, as normal Irn-Bru doesnt contain enough sugar to disguise the caffeine flavour. This really brought home to me just how much sugar these energy drinks have.
Meanwhile, thank Christ Omaba won.