tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30567906.post1417968330819609313..comments2023-12-19T00:27:40.453-10:00Comments on .: Arthur's Seat.McGuirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03095242258892600138noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30567906.post-34057353408885499392013-05-20T11:32:38.188-10:002013-05-20T11:32:38.188-10:00Hi, the whole thing is going fine here and ofcours...Hi, the whole thing is going fine here and ofcourse every one is <br />sharing information, that's in fact good, keep up writing.<br /><br />Feel free to surf to my web page :: <a href="http://sinutechnologies.com/site-pages/wiki/index.php?title=Bicycle_Clothing_Women" rel="nofollow">Please Click The Next Internet Page</a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30567906.post-50190558291122296632013-05-16T01:58:20.814-10:002013-05-16T01:58:20.814-10:00I don't know whether it's just me or if pe...I don't know whether it's just me or if perhaps everyone else experiencing problems with your blog.<br />It appears as if some of the written text on your content are running off the screen.<br />Can somebody else please provide feedback and let me know if <br />this is happening to them as well? This could be a issue with my internet browser <br />because I've had this happen before. Thanks<br /><br />Look at my web-site :: <a href="http://porrrr.com/dikke/index.php?title=Gebruiker:RethaChes" rel="nofollow">porrrr.com</a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30567906.post-5950760738495390722013-03-24T02:27:21.569-10:002013-03-24T02:27:21.569-10:00I have seen this man you call Arthur too. My thoug...I have seen this man you call Arthur too. My thoughts are the same as yours. Only yesterday I passed Arthur standing under a canopy across the road from the wine shop. It was absolutely freezing. I also wonder about him and how he survives and would like to offer help but like you don' want to be nosey, intrusive. I gave him some money and looked into his very bloodshot eyes and wished I could help but of course he very possibly does not want this. How did he come to be there? Next time I think I will buy him a hot drink I think he might accept that. I wonder if he is known to social services, but again possibly has shunned them. I am pleased to have a name for him now anyway.lizzienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30567906.post-10177082425189394982013-01-18T11:50:33.966-10:002013-01-18T11:50:33.966-10:00http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mast_(Sufism)http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mast_(Sufism)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30567906.post-83348077866407863712012-12-29T02:04:31.786-10:002012-12-29T02:04:31.786-10:00I heard a story that his father owned the old mans...I heard a story that his father owned the old mansion at the bottom of leith (Constitution Street), that his father beat his mother to death and when his father died he moved out not taking any of his fathers or mothers possessions he even left the mansion to the city council and he's been living on Leith Walk since the 80'sG McCallumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13138468110181533243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30567906.post-15556213126887852122012-03-24T01:45:48.793-10:002012-03-24T01:45:48.793-10:00My ‘Arthur’ was a redhead. I’ll bet you can buy gi...My ‘Arthur’ was a redhead. I’ll bet you can buy ginger wigs in Tam Shepherd's that are a decent approximation of what his hair was like only he had a big shaggy beard to match; a wild, shaggy, ginger beard. And crazy eyes. I used to notice him around Central Station in the late seventies poking around in the bins that no longer seem to be there. He was lanky, unkempt and used to wear a long gabardine overcoat that had seen better days or perhaps I’m embellishing the image; you know how flawed my memory is. He reminded me of me. By this time my ginger locks we all but gone but every time I saw him I thought: <i>That could be me some day</i>. Eventually I stopped seeing him. We never spoke, I never gave him money—I never actually witnessed him begging—and I fully expect he’s dead now although as he only looked about fifteen years older than me there’s no reason why he couldn’t be kicking around. Maybe he got his act together and is sitting in a comfy detached bungalow in Bearsden right now. <br /><br>Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30567906.post-55848301727066472872012-03-23T02:12:18.995-10:002012-03-23T02:12:18.995-10:00when I first saw you I knew you were special I kno...when I first saw you I knew you were special I know....<br /><br />XAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com