tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554582011-07-08T15:43:18.998+01:00Pictures and words from Northern BritainStevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.comBlogger1311100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-43122183556926773632010-04-05T22:24:00.001+01:002010-04-05T22:25:23.211+01:00

The warmth of springtime is coming.  I can feel the ice inside melting.  New season, new opportunities.  Bring it on.

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Any morning like this is going to be special.  We'd paid our dues over the previous three days, taking the weather on the chin, making the most of the cards we'd been dealt and now we'd been promised a cloudless sky and plummeting temperatures.  That was going to make things pretty special. But going to a new mountain?  That's what makes a day really special.  Around every corner lurks

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Today a new mountain. Carried effortlessly past the early morning ski staff by the Aonach Mor gondola, you could be forgiven for thinking we'd gone for some convenience cragging. Not for us, the easy life though, no. With compasses in hand we swam through thick cloud to reach Aonach Mor's baby sister, ever hopeful that we'd be greeted with ribbons of ice. Instead we were mocked by enormous

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Bad weather continuing in the Highlands, we decided to try our arm at a crag we've never been to before.  The gloom of high temperatures and rain showers can always be pushed aside by the anticipation of what this new venue might hold... Quite often in Scotland, you'll walk through a damp swamp safe in the knowledge that the snow will still be clinging defiantly to the crag.  Sometimes you just

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-47239498013373081192010-03-09T23:06:00.001Z2010-03-11T12:21:49.227Z

The highlands have seen an outrageous amount of snow this year, which is bad for climbing, but great for skiing. Having never really used skis (silksworth dry slope doesn't really count) I've been a bit afraid to invest the time/money in starting out. Turns out there's a good way to learn without putting up with the queues: If you want to ski down a hill... You should ski up it first

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-38315214016979580822010-02-28T19:42:00.000Z2010-02-28T19:42:19.662Z

This week, no alpine starts, no hot aches and not a single fig roll. Today was reserved for some of the nicer things in life: Eggs Benedict Snowy stroll in the Pentlands Visiting Bella the Cat.

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Greetings, readers. After what seems like quite a long time without anything new here, I've decided to give the place an overhaul and return with vim, zeal and a new approach. In a bid to coax myself into taking more photographs, I'm going to run this more as a photoblog. The idea is to keep waffle levels fairly low and post at the very least one picture each week. Or more. So welcome back

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Hello!Been far too lazy to blog anything for a while, as all my creative energy is going towards educating the nation's youth.  I have the feeling it'll stay that way for a wee while, but who knows what the future will hold?In the meantime, you can follow my truncated missives on twitter: http://twitter.com/mrsteviousCheerio for now!

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Whew! I'm on the ol' train wifi again, only this time considerably more tired and deaf. The Reading Festival was a genius way to blow away the cobwebs of my old life as a lab slave. Although there were plenty of great things at the fest, the music was by far the most exciting thing about it so here's my highlights in terms of the bands:FridayBlood Red ShoesWow. Probably surprise of the

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-63334375956463665462008-08-21T06:41:00.002+01:002008-08-21T07:16:15.337+01:00

I'm pretty easily impressed by technology. Even though I know (roughly) how it all works, I still find it amazing when I can carry all those CDs in such a tiny wee box, or send people letters through wires. Right now I am suppressing yelps of glee due to the fact that I'm doing internets on the train. Like in the future.The best part is that this train is a total antique - I think it might

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-25685501290740017662008-08-19T22:37:00.002+01:002008-08-19T23:08:54.063+01:00

It rains. oh how it rains. I can't believe I just paid £3 for the swimming pool when I could have just stated outside and waited for the waters to rise. I'm both miffed and gobsmacked that the Edinburgh Bike Co-op don't sell snorkels.So I have been extremely lax on blogging of late, which is neither an indication that life has been too full to have time or too dull to document. I just couldn't

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1930481919905995182008-07-30T20:17:00.002+01:002008-07-31T03:49:39.359+01:00

I'm not sure what it says about my teenage years, but much of them was spent idolising a cartoon sheep. Nestling in between adverts for bottom brackets and reviews of the latest knobbly tyres, the Mint Sauce strip in MBUK was a voice of reason amongst the unintelligible clamour of pish that constituted the rest of the magazine.I've been trying to think of a way to describe why I should care

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-18776995144768473302008-07-02T22:23:00.003+01:002008-12-11T01:28:31.957Z

If you look on this here internet for reviews of Radiohead gigs, you'll find about 8 billion gushing testimonials to both the quality of the music and their showmanship. And with good reason too, scientific experiments have shown that they are totally fucking amazing.So instead of recounting how berrrilliant their gig in Glasgow Green the other night was (although I will mention that they played

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Four days in the North West Highlands:

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Stolen from the splendid blog Slaminsky...Five snacks I’d enjoy in a perfect, non-weight gaining worldDivine Chocolate, Cambozola, Hill Station Cinnamon Ice Cream, Stroopwaffles and whatever cake my girlfriend's been bakingFive snacks I enjoy in the real worldAs above except not so much of the ice cream because its about £5 a tubFive things I’d do if I were a billionaire: 1 - Build a sustainable

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-71258249137925323032008-06-13T21:42:00.001+01:002008-06-13T21:44:53.266+01:00

I done did write something for SwissToni's weekly earworms feature. Read it here.That is all.

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Was it a dream? I'm not so sure. Dreams are seldom as good.The dream begins on Friday night, as we speed North. I mean really North. Go up to Inverness, follow signs for North. Hold your nerve as the welcoming lights of Ullapool pass you by and keep going. It's worth it. I promise.We finally pitched our tents in the midnight gloaming somewhere North of Lochinver. We'd left the clouds back

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-32324464604192139172008-05-18T17:30:00.004+01:002008-05-20T19:26:02.660+01:00

Late spring/early summer is prime time for heading to Scotland's mountain crags for some fine rock action. There's usually a spell of great weather at this time of year, and the evil midges haven't awoken from their winter slumber.I've been out and about a wee bit in the hills the past couple of weekends - Garbh Bhienn, Glen Nevis and Lochnagar - and had myself a blast. It's led me to ponder

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-50261236949617729792008-05-04T17:15:00.001+01:002008-05-04T17:16:30.881+01:00

Who's that dashing chap in the red Jersey?

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What with a combination of being a weakling and easily frightened as a child, I didn't learn to ride a bike until I was about 8 or 9 years old. When I did finally learn, I spent months in a state of permanent bruisedness - unable to operate the brakes properly I tended to use walls and trees to stop.Not much has changed on that front (I spent last weekend crashing expensive Demo bikes) but I now

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-63860795224843993652008-04-28T22:47:00.002+01:002008-04-28T23:08:46.591+01:00

Whup whup whup.Here's what happened when I went to font with Sam. - I got delayed on the Eurostar by a bunch of people demonstrating at Gare de Nord. Was then greeted by a bunch of heavily armed riot cops upon arrival so went to hide in a kebab shop for a bit. - All the car hire firms in France only take credit cards for deposit. As a result we managed to reduce the carbon footprint of our

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I heart lists: - Just spent today with my lady cycling through the East Neuk of Fife. Lowlights included strong winds, misleading cycleway signs and the advent of Kircaldy. Highlights included glorious coastline, nice wee villages, The Best Chip Shop In All Of Christendom (or whatever) and some mild sunburn. Not a bad way to spend one's time. - I have tickets to see Radiohead at Glasgow Green

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-23275625380704342008-03-18T17:43:00.002Z2008-03-18T18:08:33.789Z

Well, the mighty borough of Lochaber was a far different prospect at the weekend than my last visit.I stayed in a wee cottage in Duror with a whole international melange of folk, many of whom were yet to experience the highlands. The highlands didn't disappoint, showing an uncharacteristic tendency towards clement weather and providing japes a-plenty for first-time climbers.On Sat I plodded up

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-32072926003804034752008-03-16T21:54:00.003Z2008-03-16T21:58:43.072Z

I had an interview just over a week ago. It went a bit like this:Ok, so it was for secondary teaching, but I got the place anyway. Go Me!

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Mr Blue SkyPlease tell us whyYou had to hide away for so longWhere did we go wrong?Today the ming was in full effect here in the West so we busted a move over to the Cairngorms. Alex and I decided to go and have a poke at the mega-classic Route Major on Carn Etchecan, which lies over in the Loch Avon basin.The basin is a truly spectacular place - just the promise of a glimpse of the deep blue

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What happened to 'The Storm of the Winter?' We didn't see much of it up here.Nevertheless, it seemed like a good excuse for a lie-in so today we explored the limits of human tea consumption. And popped down to the Ice Factor in Kinlochleven to play on the dry-tooling wall. It's a mildly terrifying pursuit, as you're always worried that you're going to hit yourself in the face with an ice-axe,

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Another 5.45 start today, although leaving bed was made easier this morning by the absence of a screaming blizzard hitting the window. Nevertheless, the weather was still on the 'unsettled' side, so we all knew we were in for some good, honest Scottish Winter Ming.In previous years the walk-in to Ben Nevis has started with the most unpleasant excuse for a path you can think of. It's a bog, and

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I'm 10metres from my last piece of gear and I'm starting to feel the burn in my arms. I've finally found that clump of hero turf to sink my ice axes and relax. Just a few moments of scratching and faffing until I can make myself safe and then continue to the sweet sanctuary of the ledge above. I think I can feel my axes move, but I put it to the back of my mind as I search for the fissure I need.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-53283334873253956012008-02-19T18:19:00.001Z2008-02-19T18:23:08.154Z

I've updated the links and whatnot over on the right. Doesn't that look better now?If I've inadvertant;y missed you off and you'd like listing let me know.

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I defy anyone to ride the trails at Glen Tress in the sunshine and not grin like a fool.

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When the weather forecasts all say 'Freezing level well above summits' for several days, there are a few ways a climber can deal with the sense of impending doom. You can go and walk around in the slush on the hills, shaking your fist at the godless sky screaming 'WHY?!?!', then drink yourself into a coma until springtime. Or you can go to Englandshire and climb on some nice, sunny rocks.And so

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Guten Tag, readers.Plenty of musings since the last instalment, so it's list-o-time!- I have a shiny new computer. I like being able to send emails from my kitchen, and I can use the laptop and my old monitor together for dual-screen madness. I have crashed Windoze Vista a couple of times already though.- This winter seems to be a tantalising mix of awful storms inter dispersed with the odd

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Well, it's that time of year again that everyone reflects on the year that has been, and I grumble that it's no different to any other time of year, blah blah blah. And then join in, because it's fun. So I've stolen one of those Q&A things from my sister's blog to make up for the fact that I have no imagination (cut me some slack, though, I am full of germs at the mo).1.What did you do in 2007

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Well, I went winter climbing and survived - twice! More thoughts on that at a later date.The real news is that Del finally received Shuffleathon CD I made for him (albeit in digital form due to postal ineptitude) and reviewed it here. Am rather pleased to say he liked it.And now you too can be the judge as he's kindly hosted a zip file of the mixtape for you to download and enjoy.Right click

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November is usually a tense month for me. By this point the frustration of being pinned inside for months - too cold for rock climbing, too warm for winter climbing - has mounted to the point of near insanity. I'll spend hours each week peering at weather forecasts looking for that one word which will fill me with joy and fear: Snow.Once the mountains put on their white winter coats, all

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-79605007486693011872007-11-06T20:46:00.000Z2007-11-06T21:00:26.418Z

No, not that one. It's spelled all different, innit?Here are some things:I went to see Battles again the other week. One of the best gigs ever. There was some impressive multi-instrumentalism, an incredibly high cymbal, loudness, a roomful of post-rock nerds dancing in 7/4 time and one of the best atmospheres I can remember. The Pigeon Detectives they aint. I urge you with every possible

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-51944869520959912902007-10-16T20:21:00.000+01:002007-10-16T20:22:44.050+01:00

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Last week I promised tales of further Derring-Do. Well, I was going to write about completing the Cuillin Ridge traverse on Skye, but Sam's pretty much summed it up in words, and Rik's got pretty photos up too. All I can really add to that is how chuffed I am to have completed one of Scotland's best mountaineering challenges in good time, with good weather and with good company. It really is a

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So I signed up for the Shuffleathon over on Swiss Toni's Blog the other week, and have already received my CD! The idea of the shuffleathon is for a bunch of strangers to send Toni their address, and he pick out a victim for each person to make a mix CD for. Once you get the mix CD you post a review on your blog, and everyone gets to discover lots of music. Ace.Mine was made by Mark over at

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I've been putting off writing about my trip to the Alps because, well, it was a bit of an anticlimax truth be told.Don't get me wrong, the scenery is incredible and the whole alpine environment is mindblowing, but I just didn't get excited by it.There were a few mitigating factors - I took a while to acclimatise to altitude and I also contracted a fairly debilitating infection in a tooth - so I'm

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Man, I hate packing.I've got a pile of clothes and climbing gear all set for my alps trip and I have no idea how to rationalise it all. So I think I'll take all of it. Hurrah for not flying.In other news, I saw about 3000 fringe shows last weekend when the mighty Del, the lovely Chloe and the perplexing Henry invaded my city like the tourist Londoner scum that they are. Can't be arsed to

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Every August, they come here, with their haircuts, their overpriced beer and their 'culture'.Most of the year, Edinburgh's the sort of peaceful city where lazy misanthropes like myself can merrily wander the streets without fear of jostling from hideous 'other people' whilst still enjoying the benefits of city life. Basically, I can go and buy Kettle Chips at midnight whilst avoiding the sweaty

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They were fucking ace.The Pentland hills are a mere 20 minutes of uphill sweating on a bikefrom work, and once there it's a veritable playground for mountain bikers. Never-ending uphills, super-fast downhills, a few wee jumps, midges - the lot! It makes me feel pretty lucky when I'm sitting eating my post-work snacks on the grassy hillside gazing idly at the reservoir reflecting the early

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Whooooeeeee. Well, everyone else seems to be blogging like crazy, so I guess it'd be rude for me not to resurrect my own little corner of the internet.So I thought I'd start a clean slate and explain who I am and what this blog will contain.This is me:I write this blog from my room high up in a tower above the beautiful city of Edinburgh, the capital of Scotland. It's an amazing city to be in,

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My it's been quiet on here of late hasn't it?To make up for that, as promised, I proudly present to you the second part of my mixtape/podcast/whatever: Son of Red.I personally guarantee that it will have you air-drumming and booty shaking till you can drum/shake no more.All you need to do is do the right-click/save as thing on this link, then enjoy to your heart's content. The track list will

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Evening all.I can just tell by the way that you're reding this that you're getting bored of your record collection. You've heard it all six million times, and you certainly can't be arsed with the squealing gibbons that present the radio.Fear not, for the internet can save you.Yes indeed. I have painstakingly collected a bunch of wonderful tunes together for your Aural pleasure. Call it a

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-20659055433128417122006-10-21T00:05:00.000+01:002006-10-21T00:10:15.502+01:00

Comedian, TV Presenter, novelist and genuine National Treasure Stephen Fry on the ongoing tension between protestants and catholics:"Religion: Shit it."Wise.

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Straight from my brain to your eyes (except with computers and internets and stuff in between), yet another list of ponderations:- Today I dissolved some eye goo in acid and then set fire to it. They pay me money to do this. I like my new job.- Scotland beat The Best Football Team In The World® at the weekend, and the supporters and press didn't go on about it as if it was the shattering of a

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-11496644409966679822006-10-09T22:53:00.000+01:002006-10-09T23:03:42.973+01:00

I've finally given up and poured my whole online soul into Google's servers. As well as having a Gmail account, a Blogger account and using their fine search engines, I've now signed up for Picasa photo hosting too. You can see a link to it over on the right. Arent these internets clever wee gadgets?I've also updated some other links over there too. If you have a photo site, blog or whatever

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1159822683905330412006-10-02T21:40:00.000+01:002006-10-03T23:37:44.136+01:00

Man, my CDs are in a total mess. I've just been looking for my copy of The Soft Bulletin by the Flaming Lips (one of the greatest albums evereverver), and after a solid 20 minutes looking I'm still no closer to hearing those opening strings (or synths or whatever) of Race for the Prize. I reckon I might have to wait until the invention of the quantum computer before I'll be able to bring order

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1159309913000293632006-09-26T23:29:00.000+01:002006-09-30T00:31:12.716+01:00

I done posted some pictures what I took of my antics over the summer on my fotopic site. Check it out, yo!

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1159225710942381192006-09-26T00:03:00.000+01:002006-09-26T00:08:30.953+01:00

Mighty orange drinkO girder-based caffeine hitYou dissolved my teeth

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1159135505315669612006-09-24T22:12:00.000+01:002006-09-24T23:05:23.590+01:00

Apologies for not posting for a while, you know how it is. Been busy and that. Christ, this feels like one of those emails you send to you old school friends that you can't be arsed to keep in touch with. Bollocks to that. I APOLOGISE FOR NOTHING.Here are some musings: - Look after your inner ears. Falling over in public isn't fun (and watching TV for a whole week whilst bed-bound will erode

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1155504620975623172006-08-13T22:23:00.000+01:002006-08-13T22:30:20.986+01:00

I have rope burns on my wrists and I'm not sure how they got there.Likewise the bruises on my knees.I need to improve my technique.This blog post was brough to you via the power of childish smut.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1155166178631045592006-08-09T23:52:00.000+01:002006-08-10T00:29:38.700+01:00

Right, well that's got rid of both of my regular readers for now. Several months of silence does wonders for one's blog readership. Stops the riff raff dirtying it with their bloodshot little eyes.In true lazy mofo style, I shall try to recount the last few months in the form of a list. List order and chronology bear no correlation. - Listening to Sufjan Stevens, reading Cloud Atlas in a tent

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1148423992253371762006-05-23T23:36:00.000+01:002006-05-23T23:39:52.270+01:00

There is no greater form of art thean the mighty pun. Observe:Stevious says:fucking hell. writing about climbing is hardDel says:an uphill struggle?Stevious says:yes. I want it to be the best article ever (est)Del says:soon it'll be over, hang in thereStevious says:dunno. it's looking a bit ropeyDel says:er...Del says:ah, fuck it. get knottedStevious says:yeah. and your granStevious says:

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1147218358971461152006-05-10T00:45:00.000+01:002006-05-10T00:45:58.980+01:00

Durr durr durr durr durr.That is all.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1146511075818526192006-05-01T19:35:00.000+01:002006-05-01T20:19:17.106+01:00

 So, after a wondeful few days of gigs, here's the round-up of what I saw at tritych this year.Adem & Akron/Family at the Bongo ClubFirstly let's get the 'headliners', Akron/Family out of the way. With plenty of charming banter and a good line in noisy blues stomps they seemed promising on the outset. Unfortunately, they fell into the dull stoner rock trap of thinking that you could put 6 minutes

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1146004979964355272006-04-25T23:32:00.000+01:002006-04-25T23:43:00.050+01:00

I spent ages writing a post about how wonderful climbing is last night and Blogger appears to have dissolved it. It was a prose of such unrelenting beauty that to gaze upon it would heal lepers and cheer goths up. I'm starting to think I might have dreamed it, but still hold the vague hope that it ended up on some random blog somewhere - I like the idea of it nestling in between missives from

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1144016385324662422006-04-02T22:42:00.000+01:002006-04-02T23:19:45.396+01:00

Just back from a fantastic weekend in Dumfriesshire - a part of Scotland I've never really been to before. I must say I was blown away with how remote it seemed out there despite being only about an hour from Glasgow. It's a truly stunning area, with some superb coastline and some world-class mountain biking to boot. All y'all should check it out.Anyhoo, we were staying in a friend's 'hut' by

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1143588430359293822006-03-29T00:04:00.000+01:002006-03-29T23:24:16.650+01:00

Well, I have yet another reason to love this wonderful nation - Scotland now has a ban in place prohibiting smoking in all enclosed public places. I'm jsut back from the pub, and I smell only of my own glorious scent, and not the stale cancerous smell of tobacco. And hooray for that.It's a bit of a cultural turning point, and here's why:Imagine you're in a cafe, enjoying whatever continental

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1143203668135932082006-03-24T12:27:00.000Z2006-03-24T12:34:28.146Z

Slept through my alarms this morning and decided that it was as good an excuse as any to take a sickie. In America they call it a Duvet Day (possibly).In celelbration of this, I bring you some photos I've taken of the view from Stevious Towers:DaytimeNight timeNice.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1141776576988776922006-03-08T00:00:00.000Z2006-03-08T00:09:36.996Z

I'm not sure what the shitting bastard happened this weekend but I can assure you it was brilliant. Here is a monumentally lazy list of events in no order: - Rugby-tacking a jacobite warrior in half. - Almost drowning in snow. - Climbing nearly 200 metres of styrofoam. - Deep-vein-motherfucking-thrombosis. - Mr Beast. - Breaking into a minibus. - Watching a polish man drop-kick a government

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1140743134894009572006-02-24T00:31:00.000Z2006-02-24T01:05:34.943Z

Thursday nightis probably my favourite night of the week. I meet up with my climbing buddies in the pub, discuss the week that was and make plans for whatever the weekend has in store. Tonight was particularly good.I rushed out of the door at about ten to eight to go and see Guy Robertson speaking about some of the climbing he's donme in Scotland and abroad. There's nothing quite like an

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1139963026914830362006-02-14T23:51:00.000Z2006-02-15T22:23:04.346Z

I should really try to pretend to hate these things, but I started this blog because I love to talk about MEMEMEMEME so big thanks to Del for tagging me.Four jobs I've hadGiant Dancing Gnome, The Metrocentre, GatesheadWashing Powder Scientist, Procter & Gamble, NewcastleChild Care Worker, Sunrise Mountain Childcare Centre, Connecticut, USAPolicy Assistant, Crofting Branch, The Scottish Executive,

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1139447153201142422006-02-09T00:51:00.000Z2006-02-10T01:04:10.150Z

So it turns out that I didn't know how to ski. Finding that out whilst gently sliding down a snowy alpine vally is probably not too bad, but the discovery came to me whilst carreering down a busy dry-ski slope just outside of Edinburgh. Nothing too damaged apart from my ego. Oh, and my thumb.So the rest of the evening passed, and I learned how to control the foot-planks a bit more. Lessons

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1139104749754456122006-02-05T01:22:00.000Z2006-02-06T10:48:07.570Z

I've finally got round to doing some of the mix CDs I've been threatening to do, which has given me some thinking time whilst my feeble computer wheezes away at the concept of encoding the odd MP3. I have come to the following conclusions:Arctic Monkeys: Poor sods. Their singles are brilliant, and their album's a quality peice of work - any band would be rightly proud of capturing a generation

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1138059569509746902006-01-23T23:26:00.000Z2006-01-24T19:00:50.720Z

So I did say that I would be more frequent with blogging. I am a big fat liar.This week, I have mostly been mourning the lack of Scottish Winter. And whining about my lack of MP3 player.WHERE IS MY MP3 PLAYER?Where is it?*sob*

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1137527473274615952006-01-17T19:45:00.000Z2006-01-17T20:12:03.986Z

Chillin with my igloo homeboys

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1136852657670622012006-01-10T00:16:00.000Z2006-01-10T00:24:17.683Z

As promised, more blog. Things that have been good today:I found a new way to work today which is not only 5 minutes quicker (on a half hour cycle ride) but also has amazing views of this incredible city. Bit windy though.Winning an argument with one of the customers at work and then laughing behind his back because it was about his prescription for Viagra.Sneaklily downloaded Mogwai choons.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1136733331007310472006-01-08T14:56:00.000Z2006-01-08T15:15:33.633Z

Firstly, happy new year to one and all. I hope that you all enjoyed the ACTUAL festive season as much as me (thanks to big sis for some superb xmas fun).The big news is that I no longer dwell in a flat with no furniture/carpets/rent and have now moved into a rather nice wee flat with a view of Edinburgh Castle. Oh and the internet. In my room. I can now fire blog-crap right into your eyes

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1134769803853792702005-12-16T21:25:00.000Z2005-12-17T18:00:29.396Z

In a righteous echo of Delrico Bandito I declare this post a massive kick in the nuts for christmas. Take that, you filthy, seething festival of all that is ugly in our society.There are so many reasons to hate Christmas, and it's all been bubbling under in a river of agony which I shall now spew forth like so much projectile vomiting.Firstly, lets address the sheer money draining, soul

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1133357186080885262005-11-30T13:26:00.000Z2005-12-17T18:00:44.660Z

I'm still deaf two days after the gig. I kept getting hit in the face with broken guitar strings. I'm pretty sure my internal organs were temporarily re-arranged by the noise. That, ladies and gentlemen, is why Mogwai gigs are so brilliant.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1132781117044834152005-11-23T21:19:00.000Z2005-11-23T21:25:17.056Z

I bet you're feeling smug, sat there in your centrally-heated room in front of your computer. Maybe later you might watch some TV. Or just vegetate on the sofa. I bet you're thinking about how last weekend was great because you did some cool shopping or went drinking with your friends.Well FUCK YOU smuggo, because last weekend, I got up at 5am on Saturday, walked for ages and then spent hours

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1132091116972658672005-11-15T21:32:00.000Z2005-11-15T21:45:17.013Z

Well, it's that time of year again when all the infectious beings on the planet instantaneously attempt to nest in my respiratory system. Yes, I'm being melodramatic. I'm a man with a cold.Thing is, by the nature of where I'm living (a reminder: Like Paper St in Fight Club) I'm not exactly best positioned to recover from any bugs and whatnot so I've still been going to wrok and giving everybody

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1131625997240626852005-11-10T12:33:00.000Z2005-11-10T12:33:17.286Z

OK, so it's sunny and cold today, which is happy weather for Stevious. On top of that, I get my new clipper leashes for my ice-axes tomorrow (for those who know not what I'm on about it's a bit like getting a TFT monitor for your computer - not strictly necessary but sooo much nicer to use). Yipee, hurrah, grin grin grin etc. Having said which I do still want to find the scoundrel who's thieving

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1131571569744246322005-11-09T21:09:00.000Z2005-11-09T21:26:09.803Z

Right, this whole wet and cold thing is starting to piss me off so I make no excuses for the negative content of this post. In no particular order I wish to complain about these things:Bread Thief! Whoever keeps stealing my bread at work is a cunt of the highest order. If you want free bread go to the fucking salvation army.Music at climbing walls. It's not the 1980s. Nor is it some redneck

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1129208939108673232005-10-13T14:08:00.000+01:002005-10-13T14:08:59.153+01:00

Due to my incredibly hectic RawknRoll lifestyle I ain't been posting much of late.   Actually, I've just been out enjoying myself, and there's only so many 'I went climbing today, I really like limestone/sandstone/whatever' posts you can read before trying to delete the whole internet out of boredom.   So in the fine tradition of the lazy blogger, here'a a couple of lists.   Things that piss me

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1128076048744841872005-09-30T11:27:00.000+01:002005-09-30T11:27:28.786+01:00

...I saw it with my own eyes. This mini-bus full of women pulled up next to a portaloo and every single one of them piled into the one cubicle.  At the same time. When they left they all had immaculate hair & make-up.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1126628717441329802005-09-13T17:25:00.000+01:002005-09-16T14:32:44.016+01:00

In all the fuss over some grasshoppers winning some ash or some other such nonsesne, it appears true sporting brilliance goes almost totally un-noticed: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/4235210.stm

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1126627887698597882005-09-13T17:11:00.000+01:002005-09-16T14:31:45.676+01:00

As usual, life spirals along without any notable incident. Those of you with eyes may like to feast them on the new photographs on my fotopic site.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1124744428631405602005-08-22T21:46:00.000+01:002005-08-22T22:00:28.643+01:00

So Del just tagged me on some crazy blog thing (if you ask me a bit too violently. I bruise easily) so I must list 5 songs that I'm diggin' at the mo. They be these:1. Amerie - One Thing2. Herbaliser - Something Wiked This Way Comes3. Mogwai - 2 Rights Make 1 Wrong4. DJ Nite - Franzie Wonder5. Gorillaz - Dirty HarryAnd, according to the law, I thus tag the following folks:My Sis, AliLazy

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1124293526970604462005-08-17T16:45:00.000+01:002005-08-17T16:45:27.023+01:00

Here are a few lessons I have learned over the past few days: - Boots 'Roast Vegetable and Hummous' salad appears to containneither of its title ingredients. This is presumably some sort ofjoke directed at the poor herbivore health-food types who are too weakand malnourished to complain. - Flirting outrageously with girls at military events will be at bestineffective and atoworst potentially

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1123754477650481032005-08-11T11:01:00.000+01:002005-08-11T11:01:17.656+01:00

The Edinburgh Festival brings people in their millions to thisrelatively small city during August, and it's certainly noticeable.Last night, cycling through a busy part of town I was surrounded byhundreds of human livestock, herding endlessly through the streetsstopping only to wipe the drool from their chins and seemingly tooenraptured by some Jeremy in a jester hat trying to get them to go

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1123602972867494942005-08-09T16:56:00.000+01:002005-08-09T16:56:12.913+01:00

An idle thought. Here is a list of potential crisp flavours unlikelyto grace your newsagent: - Roast owl - Oat 'n' Dust - Cumulo Nimbus - Gary Lineker's Manly Discharge - Anthrax 'n' Vinegar - Morse Code - Aborted FoetusFeel free to suggest your own. The winner gets 1 full hoover bag.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1123531634944395832005-08-08T21:00:00.000+01:002005-08-08T21:07:14.943+01:00

OF COURSE I AMFour Tet and Explosions in the Sky on the same bill? In Edinburgh?Apparently soHooray for that.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1123171866758052402005-08-04T17:11:00.000+01:002005-08-04T17:11:06.793+01:00

Hooray for me. I have acquired a shiny new mouse at work, with ascrolly-wheel and everything."So what?", I hear you say.Well, if you look at 'stevious says' sideways and scroll up and downREALLY FAST it goes all wobbly. Like art and that. Proper.This effect is compounded if you mash your head against the undersideof your desk whilst plugging a mouse in, though.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1123157577719636712005-08-04T13:12:00.000+01:002005-08-04T13:12:57.726+01:00

My cunning and hilarious joke in the post below hasn't worked (I don'tusually talk in HTML like that). So if you could just pretend it'snot there until I get to a proper computer and fix it that would begrand.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1123157001639945382005-08-04T13:03:00.000+01:002005-08-08T20:55:50.103+01:00

I had a listen to some Therapy? this week. I loved them when I was15. All those shouty songs about being a total loner and wanting tostab people to death. Perfect for a teenager who thinks that growingyour hair long and dressing like a bin-man marks you out as anindividual, as opposed to just a knob. They nearly won the MercuryMusic Prize, but lost out to M People in the end. I think

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1123014120547482102005-08-02T21:20:00.000+01:002005-08-08T20:51:09.540+01:00

More pictures on my fotopic site .

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1122907043484019522005-08-01T15:37:00.000+01:002005-08-01T15:37:23.540+01:00

Hidden tracks. What exactly is the point?I imagine that the intention is to make the listener feel special, andmaybe create a sense of anticipation. Like I'm delving into theunknown to touch upon a special creation that nobody else willexperience, because they don't have what it takes to be a proper fanand wait seven-and-a-half minutes to hear this mind-blowinglyinventive compostion.In reality,

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1122637344160033292005-07-29T12:42:00.000+01:002005-07-29T12:42:24.216+01:00

The fax machine (remember them? Like email from the 80's) is makingsome mighty strange noises at me today.Maybe it's some sort of extra-terrestrial being trying to contact me,and if I can just decypher the code I could understand the message ofuniversal love, and cure all of mankind's ailments.Or maybe I just need a more interesting job.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1122628125701185642005-07-29T10:08:00.000+01:002005-07-29T10:08:45.730+01:00

One of my favourite Scottish words.Means 'It's mincing it down outside'.Which, of course, it is right now.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1122561405590268342005-07-28T15:36:00.000+01:002005-07-28T15:36:45.636+01:00

Distinct lack of musical ranting here of late, so here's some recentboat-floaters:Gorillaz - Demon Days:I hate you Albarn. I thougth I had it all figured out. The speccyone was the good one in Blur, and you were responsible for the rubbishbits, as evidenced by 'Think Tank' (load of arsewater) vs 'Happinessin Magazines' (really quite good). But now you've released this andit's brilliant. At

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1122477894844816512005-07-27T16:24:00.000+01:002005-07-27T16:24:54.903+01:00

Scotland can be a tough place to be a climber in the summer time. Theweather is often indistinguishable form that of an English winter,with the rock often dripping wet and unclimbable. And then when therain and wind stop, out come Culicoides halophilus - the HighlandMidge.Millions of these minute vampires swarm around the Highlands with norespect for your personal space, trying their best to

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1122046349697936062005-07-22T16:32:00.000+01:002005-07-22T16:32:29.703+01:00

hello mofosThis post is actually just to test that I've got my automaticpublishing thing set up properly.If you're reading this then it is. If you're not reading it thenthere's some sort of crazy telepathic shiznit going on and you shouldmarket your talents. I want 10% of the cut for coming up with theidea, mind.Right. Off to Ben Nevis for the weekend. Bye!

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1122024737371232662005-07-22T10:32:00.000+01:002005-07-22T16:24:56.703+01:00

Well done to the second round of cowardly terrorists. Through your incompetence you’ve outlined the utter pointlessness of your endeavours. Clearly these people didn’t have Lego as kids.

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1121946526002343482005-07-21T12:48:00.000+01:002005-07-22T16:25:46.816+01:00

I tried to write a post last night in the internet café but was distracted by there being lots of people on MSN, and the bloke next to me was looking at some utterly filthy pictures which kind of derails any train of thought. It was probably going to be about how great it is cycling around Edinburgh or something equally as smug. I did, however manage to achieve a few things: I updated the

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1121541481412940792005-07-16T20:07:00.000+01:002005-07-16T20:54:18.546+01:00

Well, I *did* actually write a long post, but due to the ergonomic wonder of a power button right next to the return key it was unfortunately lost to the ether. Let us mourn its passing.I'm not going to type it all out again, but I shall give you a synopsis and leavce it up to you to use your imagination to flesh it out with erudite wit and so on. It covered the folowing topics:Make Povert

Stevioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13462089602111824100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655458.post-1120062691015023862005-06-29T17:12:00.000+01:002005-06-29T17:31:31.040+01:00

Sorry little blog. I have locked you in the dark for too long. But no more will this pointless little corner of cyberspace remain untended. I hope.So, I suppose I should have a quick summary, before lapsing back into the usual old ramblings that you're used to.The wonderful world of temping still occupies my days and feebly fuels the financial hole that I call a bank account. Whgilst many would

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