Tuesday, October 31, 2006
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Sunday, October 15, 2006
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Friday, October 13, 2006
Monday, October 09, 2006
The Season Turns
This is the artificial lake next to where i work, Edinburgh Park in the very west of the capital. The trees on the south side of the lake realise that despite the sunny, but cool weather, it's time to start preparing for winter. They've started to suck their sap back from the leaves into their trunks and the display of bronze and gold crowns has begun. The trees on the north haven't twigged yet ...
Sunday, October 08, 2006
10 year-old hit and run tragedy
Getting home from work on Thursday 5th October proved to be a trial. I sat in my car cursing the traffic, the roadworks and the fact that my usually short 10 minute journey had taken just over an hour. Then I turned onto Saughton Road North and saw a police accident roadblock. "Typical", i thought, someone must have tried jumping the lights and two cars had had a bump, how stupid.
The truth was much, much worse. Quite frankly, it was horrific. Three men, who had been posing as utility workers earlier that day, to gain entry to local houses to burgle, were making their way out of Corstorphine, aware that the police were searching for them. They failed to stop at a red light, at which was a lollipop attendent, instead speeding through to make their escape and in the process, hitting and killing a local 10 Year old boy, Jack Anderson, who was crossing the road.
Aware they had struck someone, these cowards then carried on to dump the car in a local car park and escape on foot.
The story was reported in the local papers, national papers and on BBC online. The RS McColls newsagents, where Jack died, is now a temporary floral tribute. My heart goes out to Jack's mother. I hope the cowardly monsters who snuffed out this boy at the very start of his life have the guts to turn themselves in or are otherwise cought by the authorities.
If anyone in the local community knows these three men, do the right thing, contact the Police.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
My Old House
On a recent trip to Cumbernauld, to collect my Aunt for a weekend break, I passed the house from my earliest childhood memories. "Berowra", 2 Waverley Crescent, Cumbernauld.
Astonishingly, the only change since I lived there aged six in 1977, is a new front door ... everything is just as I remembered ... including the cast iron script nameplate and the garage. They build 'em good in the 70s :-)
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
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