Let's Not Be Sniffy About Caley FM
The bloke on the right of this photograph had to be medicated before he met me. His name is Patric Donnachie and he's allergic to the ±«Óãtv. He walked through the doors of our Pacific Quay H.Q. and his eyes began to water and his nose began to run . A kindly passer-by offered him one of her anti-histamine tablets. At least, that's what she told him it was.
Suitably doped up he began to tell me about his new podcasting venture for . It's to be called and will allow students to make their own programmes about music, comedy and, well, all sorts really. He asked my advice.
"You'd better not tell Inverness Caledonian Thistle football club about your choice of name" was my first point, "because they might be thinking of something similar."
Anyway, I explained that I was often at a loose end during my Wednesday nights in Glasgow and offered to lend a hand if he needed it.
The man on left of the photograph, by the way, is Jordan Martindale. He's working for the department and is trying to track down former students like myself. He asked me if I had any fond memories of my days on campus.
I could recall the many hours sitting in the student union bar, but precious little about the lectures or the library.
"I'll get back to you on that," I told him.
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