I once heard that the life expectancy of someone living in the East end of Glasgow is less than that of someone from the Gaza strip. If smoking, drinking or drugs don’t get you then a knife wielding Ned probably will. In horror movies the baddie is always some formidable stranger with a mask and enough discretion to get away with it. In Glasgow, it’s usually a track-suited Ned looking to rob you for his next £10 bag of heroin and he is quite happy to do this in full view of CCTV. It is unclear to me whether this is because they don’t care about being caught or they know the Police can’t be bothered catching them.
It is also my belief that potato waffles are partly to blame.
Wednesday, 21 October 2009
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