Glasgow, Again

We hadn’t been on holiday for almost two weeks, so we flew up to Glasgow. The flight was depressingly uneventful (from a journalistic point of view) and mercifully short. We left Horsham on the 7AM train and got to our hotel at lunchtime. Unfortunately, we couldn’t check in until 3PM, so we went walkabout.

My bus ride to work took longer than this flight.

Glasgow is a clean, friendly, accessible city, though the locals told us there are places we shouldn’t go after dark, but you can say...