The more observant of you may have noticed the new look for the blog.

Well, I’ve moved over to WordPress from Nucleus. My host has just upgraded to PHP5 and although it claims to be compatible Nucleus fell over.

The only thing I couldn’t migrate were all the erudite comments attached to my posts…

…they were mostly shite anyway!

WTF!!??

Suppose this would look a little weird if displayed in the Crematorium

BBC NEWS | Scotland | North East/N Isles | Fire at city crematorium tackled

…or is it Saturnalia, or Yule, or Natalis Solis Invicti.

So the Christians appropriate a pagan festival and tell us we should remember “the real meaning” of Christmas!

Well, I do remember that all the original winter solstice festivals were about getting pissed out of your head and eating as much as possible with a bit of hankie-pankie thrown in for good measure, and I’m all for that!

Much drinking, eating and fun ahead and no, not in the name of Jesus but in the name of Mother Nature and the rebirth of the Sun for another year after the Winter solstice.

And then the “real” celebration for we Scots - New Year! When I was a laddie it used to go on for about 5 days - we Highlanders know how to party!

BBC NEWS Backside firework prank backfires

Sorry, after all my ranting about fireworks you’ve just got to laugh at this one!

WHAT A FUCKING DORK!

He sticks a rocket up his arse and tries to launch it. I can’t believe there are really people this fucking stupid around. How the hell did he manage to reach the age of 22?

I know he must be suffering but really it’s just too funny not to share.

I remember when Halloween was fun!

We used to get dressed up and go “Guising” with our neepy lanterns (NOT fucking pumpkins!). The deal was that you did your party-piece in return for a handful of peanuts or a scabby apple. If you were really lucky you got a couple of pennies or a sweetie!

Please don’t confuse this with the odious “Trick or Treat” shite that’s been imported from the US - we’ve been Guising for centuries without the nastiness!

And so we saved up to buy our fireworks for Guy Fawkes Night.

Now it’s just another reason for the SuperMarkets to make a few more bob from us - I feel sorry for kids today, they miss out on all the real fun - making your costume and lantern…

…Mum just goes to the supermarket and buys the lot!

Oh well, happy days!