New flatmates

Got the new "Morrissey" album the other day, based on having heard a couple of songs from it. It's very good - although his songs are a bit political and negative at times, he is a unique singer and the songs are good.

My new flatmates moved in the other day (Sunday). I was preparing for a quiet night in watching the Euro 2004 final, when I heard voices in the flat. I know what you're thinking; weeks of isolation have finally driven me mad, but no, my 2 new flatmates had arrived, taking me by surprise.

It was Ronnie McColl's (the landlord's) son, Gav, and his mate. I was aware that they were moving in at some stage, but didn't realise it would be when I was still there. We clicked right away, and watched the first half of the final in the flat. For the second half, we went round to Gav's brother's, just round the corner. Fortunately, Iain had left a bottle of wine in the flat, one of the Compsoc sports prizes that never was, so I took that round - cheers, Iain, if you're reading this.

At the flat was also Gav's sister, her husband and another girl, Gav's brother's bird. Not to mention several kids, running around as kids do, up to mischief. It was a pleasant atmosphere, and we watched Greece win Euro 2004, whilst getting pissed. I was wary about saying anything bad about Ronnie, given that I was sitting with 3 of his children! In fact, I was surprised at how friendly and articulate they are - obviously it doesn't run in the family! Only kidding, Ronnie if you're reading this!

After, we went to Brel in Ashton Lane for a couple of beers - it was nice to actually be part of the atmosphere instead of being an observer (see "walk of pain", earlier post). Met Gav's pal, Tony, whom I recognised from CS in 1st and 2nd year. Later, we went to Tony's flat in Yorkhill, and got severely stoned. All in all a good night!

The next night we went to Vodka Wodka in Ashton Lane, for a few beers and then ended up in the Garage. Oh well, could've been worse :-) And yes, you guessed it, got drunk again!

I send Stelios (Greek ex-flatmate) a congratulatory text message regarding Greece's Euro 2004 win, but I think it's lost on him as he doesn't even like football!

I'm going back to Prestwick as I need to prepare for Thursday's graduation ceremony, and in particular, I have to pick up a hired kilt. It's going to be a nervous moment, as I've never worn a kilt before. I was persuaded by my parents to wear one, and I don't grudge being patriotic for the day.

Can't wait 'til the ceremony's over, if the truth be told. Thursday will be the formal conclusion of ESE.