The One Baggy Scot Show

Timing is all.


Been up to my not insubstantial backend in restaurants for a month. This involves s a lot of running about so ironically I have dropped a few pounds, but I have also been stuffing my chops at every available opportunity so as soon as it comes off , it goes on again, and some.

So as I stood in Howies Victoria Street on Friday afternoon having just refurbed the whole place exhausted, I turned my phone on for the first time that day  and picked up a message from the BBC asking me if I was available to film for The One Show on Monday.

Of course I said ‘Yes’ before taking a good long look – well when I say long as long as I could bear – in the mirror.


A make-up free, baggy faced troll looked back. No sleep and too much to do is the elixir of aging. Living proof of that I am.  So here I am Sunday afternoon on a train to London with a half hundred weight of make-up in my bag,  a hat, a false moustache –well I tell everyone it’s false, a cornucopia of black clothes to detract from my Aberdonian stumpy shape.

This online train thing is super-sophisticated stuff. Not only do you get wifi but it tells you what speed your doing and shows you a map of the route…which even I know. Edinburgh to London down the country right hand side. But 101mph it said at one point so I just turned it off. Hardly a brave adventurer. I mean it’s not the TGV for goodness sake. Still I am hooked on trains, make no mistake.

But there is danger ahead and it is this.

I am staying with my pal James. He’s head of music at Absolute Radio which doesn’t bade well for an early night to be honest. We usually sit up and listen to endless music and talk talk talk talk but we see each other so rarely it’s a must.

The snorkling of wine will be strictly forbidden and we will see if at this mature stage in life we can develop a modicum of self-control.

I will report back.


If you are wondering what the restaurant waffle is all about then I am blogging about that too Diary of A Scottish Restaurant.


Just in case you thought I was idle. No not ideal. I said idle.  I am far from ideal on any level as well you know.


Alison x




  • My dream world is London. One day, surely I will… You have described very well about your experience. Lastly I know that you have enjoyed a lot that’s why? you have described it very well…

  • Rosemary

    Don’t know why you’re not a size 10 with all the running around you do. I’m exhausted reading some of it!!! Enjoy London.