In Glasgow

There was a visit from an ex-colleague in China this weekend and Glasgow proved itself to be a pleasant enough place. However, there was also the discovery that those "take for granted things" elsewhere cost at least a pretty penny in this part of the world; there was a very normal pizza in a "nothing special" restaurant in Byers Road, washed down with a glass of coca cola and a cup of espresso and a very normal visit to the cinema with another glass of coca cola and just about the smallest small popcorn I have ever seen and it was goodbye to almost twenty five pounds. Yes that life that is available to, if not all and sundry then, at least, most people back in Munich is almost a wee bit exclusive here.
Other things; the walk in the park, Kelvingrove, the fun in the sun, the sitting outside and, oh, yes, the ride, on the subway, when the truth is told, I am going to be bold and say, a nicer city, sort of pretty, but their exaphoric reference, I am going to infer, would always deter. Yes, of a return I would never talk and my mind drifts back to yesterday where I just had to gawk at their 'Orange Walk' yes, those days are bygone and I have really moved on. Still, a decent enough place to spend the summer.