Glasgow's the dirtiest city in Scotland? Well, seeing as one fifth of the population lives there - no shit sherlock.

The survey also says Glasgow's the worst city for graffiti in the country too which, frankly, annoys me a little. Not because there isn't a lot, but because it's all lumped together - like somebody's tag on a shop window is in any way comparable to this:

Of course, that particular bit of graffiti was unceremoniously wiped away, leaving a shit-brown wall behind. There's urban beautification in action for you, I guess.

Is there any way to persuade a 6 and a half month old boy that it's not cool to enjoy falling asleep to Keane? I mean, as an uncle, isn't it my duty to make sure he crashes-out to good music?

There was an illuminating interview with a man who suffers from savant syndrome in the Metro today - I'm almost jealous of the way he perceives reality:

"When I think of a number, I see a shape in my head. Every number up to 10,000 has its own shape, colour and texture. For example, 37 is lumpy like porridge, whereas 89 is very fine, like mist or falling snow. When I multiply numbers together, I think of the two shapes side by side in my head. In between the two shapes there's a space that the two shapes create, almost like a negative space. I visualise that space as a shape and that's the answer to the sum. I can translate that picture."

Oh, and I went to see a Leonardo da Vinci exhibition with my dad yesterday - only 10 small sketches, but they covered anatomy, botany, munitions, grand architecture and industrial design. Not to mention preparatory sketches for fabulous paintings. Smart bastard that he was.

Jealous? Moi? Damn right.

Dave xx

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