…Glasgow Dockland Govan’s version of Rudolph Valentino…

…a wee reprise post from three years ago…

Source: …Glasgow Dockland Govan’s version of Rudolph Valentino…   

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Here is my interview with Seumas Gallacher

…the wonderful Fiona Mcvie carries a piece on yours truly today.. many thanks , m’Lady 🙂

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Hello and welcome to my blog, Author Interviews. My name is Fiona Mcvie.

 

Let’s get you introduced to everyone, shall we? Tell us your name. What is your age?

Hello, Fiona. First of all, many thanks for letting me revisit. I normally don’t get asked back a second time anywhere.

I’m Seumas Gallacher, self-named ‘ol’Scots Jurassic scribbler’ which puts me certainly above the legal age to be a writer.

Fiona: Where are you from?

Born in Docklands, Govan in Glasgow

Fiona: A little about your self (ie,  your education, family life, etc.).

Government junior school until age 12. Then won a scholarship to a fee-paying school, which meant the fees were taken care of. Almost never went, ‘coz my Ma told the headmaster of the primary school we couldn’t afford the school uniforms. The headmaster paid for it for three years from his own pocket. Won a second three–year…

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…old paper comics… the genesis of my reading habit…

…there are many modern innovations, I s’pose, for which the WURLD can be thankful, such as mobile telephones, iPads, Smartphones and the whole range of electronic communication devices which seem to have become transplanted parts of our anatomy… I see children in push carts playing with cartoon images on tiny screens… teenagers in clusters, each oblivious to the other, noses pronged into their wifi-laden machines… older, allegedly more mature people, congregated around dinner tables, constantly flicking the ‘light-up’ switch, every five minutes, while lending pretence to communal conversation… and I think back to when we, of a certain age, were children… none of these ‘insta-plug-me-into-the rest-of my-virtual-planet’ gizmos existed back then… we played games in the street… exercised all day (although we didn’t call it that) until darkness beckoned us home for supper… no need for text messages to bring us back…

…and we had comics… in the UK, there were the weekly editions of The Beano, The Dandy, and The Topper, where we saw ourselves reflected in the activities of the Bash Street Kids, Beryl the Peril, Dennis the Menace, Korky the Kat, and Desperate Dan (none of yer McDonald’s rubbish for him – mega-kilo cow pies instead, with hooves and horns still protruding from the top of the pastry)…

…and I can’t help but think present day children are missing so much… I recall being absorbed in these comics… and yes, I know they weren’t loaded with strictly grammatically correct literature… but my acquired sense of onomatopoeia must surely have benefited from reading such embellishments as ‘Kapowee!’, ‘Boooooooooom!’, ‘Kerplunnkk!‘ and many such other unmistakable WURDS

…also, never amongst those pages do I recall ever noticing any nastiness in the storylines… there was more of a slapstick humour nature to it all… but all the participants, apart from any occasional ‘bullies’, fared well… and the basic takeaway is that I believe my reading habit was helped, not hindered by immersion in that WURLD… emb’dy else feel the same way?… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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Sally’s Cafe and Bookstore Update – Amy M. Reade, Seumas Gallacher and Nicholas Rinth

…dear, dear friend, Sally Cronin’s blog this week carries focus on three of we friends of hers (and hopefully, of yours)… as usual, Sally’s wonderful generosity in supporting others shines through … thank you, m’Lady 🙂

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Welcome to the Friday cafe and bookstore update and we have some great new books to add to the shelves. The first is Highland Peril by Amy M. Reade which was published on 5th September.

About Highland Peril

Trading the urban pace of Edinburgh for a tiny village overlooking a breathtaking blue loch was a great move for budding photographer Sylvie Carmichael and her artist husband, Seamus—until a dangerous crime obscures the view . . .

Sylvie’s bucolic life along the heather-covered moors of the Highlands is a world away from the hectic energy of the city. But then a London buyer is killed after purchasing a long-lost Scottish masterpiece from Seamus’s gallery—and the painting vanishes. As suspicion clouds their new life, and their relationship, Sylvie’s search for answers plunges her into an unsolved mystery dating back to Cromwellian Scotland through World War I and beyond. And as she moves…

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…Authoress, Lucinda E. Clarke launches AMIE, CUT FOR LIFE… well worth a read…

…I never fail to be attracted to the WURK of writers who’ve ‘been there, done it, and got the T-shirt’... especially when there’s a serious slant included, a reflection on the human condition… my dear friend, Authoress, m’Lady, Lucinda E. Clarke, has a new book launching on September 30th, AMIE, CUT FOR LIFE, which is well worth yer time to have a wee peek at… let her tell yeez about it:

When I set out to write about my heroine in Africa, battling against all kinds of horrific people, wild animals and the rather unnecessary requirements to consume food and drink in the middle of the bush, I was surprised by the reactions from readers. A lot of things I took for granted, having lived in Africa for almost four decades, were unfamiliar to many. I’d hoped to showcase Africa as I saw it – wild – harsh – cruel – the cheapness of life on the one side and the warm – friendly – wonderful – unselfish people and the amazing wildlife on the other.

I wanted to share my experiences and balance them against what the media tells the rest of the world (and we all know about fake news, and carefully angled cameras).

In Amie book 1, I covered the outbreak of a civil war, in book 2 she comes up against ISIS and in book 3 Amie is coerced by her own people into becoming a spy and gets involved in arms dealing.

I had a good think before I began to write book 4 before deciding that I would tackle a subject seldom talked about openly, that of FGM.  This cruel and brutal procedure is still widely practiced in Africa and this time Amie is called on to protect four little girls who’ve been caught up in an international sex trade with a twist.

Some series tend to fall flat as they continue, the Amie series gets better with each instalment. – Amazon customer.

I am absolutely loving this series! I am so immersed, it amazes me when I do look up not to see any giraffes out my window.  Mary Nickell

Up on pre-order now at only $/£0.99 – publication September 30th, it’s not a huge risk to take? myBook.to/Amie4  

And if you want to meet Amie at the start of her adventures you can find her here myBook.to/Amie1  also at $/£0.99 the special introductory price.

…thanks, m’Lady, Lucinda… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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… ‘ad infernum aste slumberum victoriat’… yeez can’t beat a good hot water bottle…

…during conversation last night at dinner with some good friends here in the Middle East, where the current daytime temperature approaches 46 degrees Celsius — or 115 degrees Fahrenheit in old money — the topic sum’how arose of winter-time heating in Scotland… one lady in the party hails from that same good country as myself… we seemed to share similar experiences growing up, in council houses and slum apartments which boasted neither heaters nor air conditioning units… these were represented simply by ‘windows’, (and not of the  laptop variety)… my comedic God, Master Billy Connolly has often referred to his own infancy and youth in Glasgow’s Partick area, similar to my Docklands Govan upbringing, where coats substituted as extra blankets when the temperature in our bedroom dropped from ‘merely freezing’ to ‘arctic survival test’ levels… the Govan and Partick Scots, however, were not without deliverance… rubber hot-water bottles saved the day (or more correctly, saved the night)……when I was old enuff to be trusted to fill these before bedtime with boiling water, the trick was to avoid finger-scalding from the splash-back as the water gurgled into the thing… then a towel or dishcloth applied tightly to the corkscrewed plug to ensure no leakage in the bed… really posh versions resembled ceramic pigs, wrapped in wee woollen cardigans to prevent toes and soles from heat blisters…

…heaven forfend if yeez ever had to share the bed with any of yer siblings… the squabbles to monopolise the water bottle resulted in more smacks across the bum from exhausted parents trying to sleep in the next bed (or, again, if yeez were really posh, trying to sleep in the next bedroom)… the eventual purchase of electric blankets was the way of slumbertime progress, I s’pose, but NUTHIN could beat the comfort of hugging a good water bottle or a little jersey-encased piggy-bottle… see yeez later, LUV YEEZ!

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…we come in with NUTHIN, and we leave with NUTHIN, ‘cept the mem’ries…

 

…I harbour no misconception about competing with the philosophers of the ages… but every now and then, I get to enjoy ‘retiring to the back of my own mind and there being content to muse and ponder’… (pinched, and paraphrased that from Master Einstein. A.)… and I’ve been doing some of that in the past few days… last week, I shared with my Web friends the intent to publish on Auntie Amazon Kindle a wee collection (a score of poems to be precise) punched out of my head over the past ‘pick-a-large-number’ of years … the idea was, and is, to preface each poem with the story behind its creation… this met with enthusiastic response and frankly, unexpected, encouragement from many sources… and here’s what’s happened, again to my surprise… the digging back through all those decades for some of the verses has triggered several glorious mem’ries… mem’ries of people, of places, of romances, of tragedies, of delight, of disasters, trials and triumphs… it’s as if the poems encapsulate chapters of certain stages of my life… from my teens, WURKING and living in the gloriously beautiful Isle of Mull in the Scottish Hebrides… to a stint as a Trainee Master of the Financial Universe in the Lombard Street banking  district in London… travelling halfway around the WURLD in pursuit of an amazing career in the Far East and now in the Middle East… and, with no trace of sadness, coming to terms with the irrefutable fact… we come in with NUTHIN, and we leave with NUTHIN, ‘cept the mem’ries… today, my life is not perfect, (whose is?) nor should I ever expect it to be, but in comparison to the dreadfully harsh hand dealt to so many others around the globe at present (viz: Texas, Louisiana, Bangladesh, India, Nepal, Africa, sea-bound migrant refugees, and millions of others), to complain is odious… I’m glad to feel at ease… to be at peace with whatever lot I’m given… and all this just from raking back through some old scraps of poetry… ah, Life can be very quirky at times… thank you for reading thus far… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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