…from neophyte computer Jurassic to Trumpeter Extraordinaire for the SOSYAL NETWURKIN WURLD… what a helluva trip!…

…the mail message looked innocent enuff… the Story Reading Ape’s missive simply asked for a Guest Blog piece to tell people about myself… easy, right?… not so fast, Sherlock… remember the immortal lines from my slightly more famous countryman, the poet, Robert Burns… ‘…O wad some Pow’r the giftie gie us, To see oursels as ithers see us…’ …and therein lies the quandary… Auld Rabbie’s WURDS were from his poem,‘To A Louse’ …p’raps some aptness in that… whatever the rest of the planet may think of me and my WURKS, here’s how it’s been of late…

… some 60+ years ago, my Ma birthed me in the same street in Dockside Govan in Glasgow as Sir Alex Ferguson, he of Manchester United fame… he’s older than me by 6 years, has tons…