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Not Reading On the Bus: December 2013

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Not Reading On the Bus. A Late Starter in Edinburgh. Thursday, 12 December 2013. The difference a day makes. The past few weeks in Edinburgh, as if to offer recompense for the advancing winter darkness, we have had day after day of technicolour Turner sunsets and the sort of Rococo dawns that cry out for a few artfully placed putti—fat little boys lolling about on the tender pink clouds wondering if they should cut down on the carbs. When I staggered aboard there were at least twice the number of people ...

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Not Reading On the Bus: A tale of two cities: not reading on the bus in London

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Not Reading On the Bus. A Late Starter in Edinburgh. Sunday, 24 March 2013. A tale of two cities: not reading on the bus in London. Hipster heartlands. Profitable for the pioneers, infuriating for tardy trend-spotters coming to the party a little too late, a disaster for the generations whose children must join a new diaspora to ever further flung suburbs in order to afford a corner of their own. 8216; But now he does not know how long he will be able to stay, with rent and rates going up every day. ...

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Not Reading On the Bus: What's black and white and wrong all over?

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Not Reading On the Bus. A Late Starter in Edinburgh. Tuesday, 16 April 2013. What's black and white and wrong all over? A few weeks ago I heard a news item as I rode the number 42 over the King George IV Bridge, saying that Scots scientists are creating genetically modified chickens whose eggs could hatch into any number of birds: ducks, blue tits, swans. Were invented. My old friend James Clerk Maxwell. He of the delightful statue at the end of George Street next to St Andrew’s Square, was a natur...

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Not Reading On the Bus: December 2012

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Not Reading On the Bus. A Late Starter in Edinburgh. Friday, 7 December 2012. Not reading on the boat in Burma. Our comfortable little boat has (aside from seven cabins, galley, wheelhouse, dining room and afterdeck), a pink refrigerator and twelve maroon plush wooden deckchairs of a peculiar design that resembles a cross between a preying mantis and a snapping crocodile (you get in and out at your peril), from which to watch the world pass by. At every stop we have made we are quickly greeted by officia...

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Not Reading On the Bus: Getting carried away

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Not Reading On the Bus. A Late Starter in Edinburgh. Saturday, 24 August 2013. It has been a more surreal than usual on the bus this week. I saw a dog wearing a hat: neither rain hat nor sun hat but a rather snappy fedora. He was travelling in a Tesco’s supermarket shopping basket tied to the back fender of, appropriately enough, a ‘ sit up and beg’ bike. Is other furniture involved? Is there a secret movement of radical armchairs holding rallies in the dead of night in a Safestore in Leith? Of course, o...

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Not Reading On the Bus: What a mashup...

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Not Reading On the Bus. A Late Starter in Edinburgh. Tuesday, 6 August 2013. I saw my double on the bus yesterday morning. I must tell you that it is unsettling, seeing your doppelgänger; especially if you have not had your breakfast. It makes you immediately want to get a radical haircut.or a paper bag. It makes you wonder what they see when they look at you, or if they see you at all. 9 August 2013 at 15:47. What an amazing series of coincidences this new post brings. My wife and I are currently li...

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Not Reading On the Bus: August 2012

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Not Reading On the Bus. A Late Starter in Edinburgh. Friday, 31 August 2012. How to get the blues without holding your breath. It is not at all unusual to hear the words: ‘they only come along once in a blue moon’- when you are standing at a bus stop. Blue moons are not as rare as buses on a rainy day, but then again, they do not happen with monotonous regularity either (15 in the next 20 years? Definition of a blue moon, so that must be right? This from the woman who once answered the Trivial Pursuit.

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Not Reading On the Bus: August 2013

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Not Reading On the Bus. A Late Starter in Edinburgh. Saturday, 24 August 2013. It has been a more surreal than usual on the bus this week. I saw a dog wearing a hat: neither rain hat nor sun hat but a rather snappy fedora. He was travelling in a Tesco’s supermarket shopping basket tied to the back fender of, appropriately enough, a ‘ sit up and beg’ bike. Is other furniture involved? Is there a secret movement of radical armchairs holding rallies in the dead of night in a Safestore in Leith? Of course, o...

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Not Reading On the Bus: June 2013

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Not Reading On the Bus. A Late Starter in Edinburgh. Tuesday, 4 June 2013. How to stop a bus in the rain. I saw a recent demonstration of this during the last monsoon when I watched a man walk along the side of the bus, smiting it with his umbrella. It was difficult to determine who he was remonstrating with: the bus, the rain, or God for sending the rain. It occurred to me to wonder how the neighbour knew there was a sauna- had she noticed men coming out demonstrably cleaner than they went in? 8217;But ...