after my frilly knickers, i have been thinking about northern's comment that i seem to be drawn to shop windows. i suppose being an urban rat, shops are a big part of my daily landscape despite the fact that i am not a great one for shopping.

but that said, there are some very fine shops near my house - which have got much groovier in recent times.

this one remains true to itself. it is a classic slightly eccentric glasgow hardware shop. it is run by a sikh family where the men seem to hold court round the cash till while the lady does all the work, today i found her wielding a small saw as she gamely cut a key.

this also reminds me slightly of my rather odd hair dye job of last week...

more cold, more computer, more tuesday madness picking the kids up and dropping them off again. yearning for bed