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  1. UPDATE: the accordion playing Paul Hollywood lookalike was nowhere to be seen today. In his place was another accordionist - a young guy who could not only play but who was whipping up a storm with uptempo tunes, complete with backing tracks. Two kids were even dancing

  2. I'm not afraid to admit it, Paisley is an absolute c**t of a town centre. From the pubs to the shops and the restaurant's not one place in Paisley that you would chose to eat in.

    Most damning comment I ever heard was a couple of years ago when I was walking through the Piazza with an English guy who was visiting the town with a band that were playing the Town Hall. He told me he felt like he was walking through a medieval village and half expected to see chickens wandering around..

    Harsh, but hilarious

  3. Your biggest problem is you go onto the high street.

    Of course I do - where else in Paisley am I supposed to hand over my bank details to hipsters in Oxfam / Greenpeace / Shelter / Save The Children kagouls, while collecting flyers for crappy take aways as I bodyswerve zombies muttering "scuse me big chap got a spare fag furra joint?"..?

  4. Anyone got any idea how to get a Crowd Funding project off the ground?

    I've reached the end of my rope with that shady accordionist that seems to have become a permanent fixture on the High Street and I'm starting to give serious thought to raising enough cash to permanently pay him off.

    His complete lack of musical ability has gone from being mildly amusing (before last xmas), to fecking hilarious (his repertoire of massacred xmas tunes that had my kids in stitches) but now enough is enough.

    Every day I have to listen to his Les Dawson-like attempts to master the one tune he seems to think he can play and it is becoming like some kind of living nightmare.

    Bad days become worse when he's providing the soundtrack. God only knows why the staff of nearby businesses have not yet formed a lynch mob.

    I've checked his takings each day I pass and he rarely has more than a couple of quid in front of him. Therefore, I reckon that setting a target of, say, £300 could be enough to get shot of him as this could represent almost a full year's earnings.

    It has got to the stage where my heart actually sinks when I approach that bit of the High Street and hear the unmistakable sound of his tortured instrument, letting me know that he's there again.. and again.. Every. Fecking. Day.

  5. I met Rik when I was 16, after seeing him perform at the Pavilion. I remember being surprised as he came across as very quiet and shy - not at all what I'd expected, but he was very friendly (and hoarse!).

    That was my first ever comedy gig and I don't think I've ever laughed so uncontrollably since. I'd sneaked a wee tape recorder into the gig and bootlegged it - wish I still had the cassette.

    Gutted to hear he's gone.

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