The weather in the tropical paradise that is Glasgow, was, for a change, really nice.
On Saturday we headed to the Linn Park with Karen’s friend, and just relaxed in the sun for a while, before heading to the Old Smiddy (I still think it should be spelled “Olde”) for a lunch of 50 chicken wings, and a bowl of Dirty Chips (chips covered in BBQ sauce and bits of bacon).
Yesterday we headed to Bellahouston Park for some inline skating round the cycle track next to the sports centre. 10 laps on a really hot day was all we could manage. Fun to be skating again though.
On Wednesday, it’s International Yoga Day, and there’s a mass yoga session taking place in George Square.
Depending on the weather, I might take part. Would be pretty cool.
The brewery tour on Friday night was good fun. Ryszard managed to turn up with literally 2 minutes to go before the tour started.
They have opened a new, much larger brewery on the same site, which will increase production significantly. Really interesting tour, and the history of how the brewery started is pretty good.
After the tour there was the tasting. Damn…….ah well, someone has to do it 🙂 Four beers were up for tasting, and they were all good, even the dark beer, which surprised me, as I’m not a fan of dark beers, preferring lighter session beers.
Tour over, and it would have been rude not to have a couple of pints before heading home.
We’ve had a friend over from Canada, and have been doing the touristy thing. It’s kind of weird but fun seeing places you’ve become accustomed to, through the eyes of someone who’s experiencing them for the first time.
The result is we’ve got a load of photos, so once she leaves, I’ll take time to sort through them and get some uploaded. This afternoon we’re off to do the tour of Central Station, before hitting a couple of micro breweries.
Photo I took the other morning on the way to work.
So for the last photoshoot we headed to the Kibble Palace (Glasgow botanics). The limitations of the bridge camera are starting to get more noticable, I’m just waiting for the DSLR I want to come back into stock (the camera is in, but the bundle I want is still out of stock)
Another from the photography class. The Squinty bridge (offically the Millenium Arc, but no-one in Glasgow calls it that) at night.
The photography class I’m taking, took to the streets of Glasgow last night as dusk fell, to have a go at using the cameras on full manual mode, and experimenting with the settings.
It was a great night, that made you look up and see the buildings of Glasgow as you’ve never seen them before. There’s a lot of beautiful buildings with some really intricate work on them, but they’re so high up that people never usually see them.
Anyway, here’s a couple I took last night. I’m pleasantly surprised.
There’s an unwritten law that all statues in Glasgow MUST come complete with a seagull.
I was waiting ages to see if the wind would pick up, but it didn’t.
Last night went to see Toto at the Concert Hall in Glasgow. Now while I’ve heard and liked the odd song over the years, they’ve always seemed a little rock-lite for my tastes, but my wife is a fan, and I knew she’d love seeing them live, so off we went.
Well, they may come across “rock-lite” on album, but they were totally blistering live. I knew Steve Lukather was a good guitarist, but last night I discovered he’s actually an awesome guitarist. It was a brilliant show. Over two hours of classic rock, and of course, they had to finish with Africa 😀
I was pretty stunned to hear from the stage that this was the first time they’d ever been to Glasgow!
Anyway, I think last night turned me from casual appreciator to fully fledged fan. Now, I’m nipping out to buy the new album (XIV) catch you all later.
I’ve just got back from holiday in Crete, where we went for a week, after the campaign of fear and mis-information (and in some cases downright lies) carried out by the Better Together campaign, resulted in Scotland remaining in the UK. It wasn’t the landslide that BT hoped for 55-45% in favour of staying in the UK.
There’s footage doing the rounds of ballot papers – all with YES votes – that were discarded in the street and not counted. The guy posting the clip on youtube said he was reporting it to the Electoral Commission. If it’s legit, it needs a criminal investigation. Then there’s Ruth Davidson (leader of the Scottish Tories) being interview under caution by police after she let slip on tv less than an hour after the polls closed that postal votes had been opened and counted prior to the 18th and that it was looking good for her side.
The political genie is out the bottle and doesn’t look like it’s going back. The three pro-indy parties (SNP, Scottish Greens and Scottish Socialists) have all seen their memberships swell AFTER the fight was lost. Green’s have quadrupled their membership, and the SNP are now have the third largest membership of ANY UK party, knocking the LibDems into 4th place.
Let’s look at what this means. A Scottish party, now has a larger membership than one of the main UK wide parties.
There’s a Hope over Fear rally in Freedom Square (ok, George Square, but the 45%-ers have re-named it), this Sunday, and Radical Independence are having a convention in November.
The battle may have been lost, but with the population now politicised to an extent that it never previously had been, it looks like the war is far from over.
I’ve been off work with a stinking cold, and passed the time watching movies, including Annie Hall, Manhattan and Francis Ha. It got me thinking that life would be really cool if it was like one of these New York set movies where everyone is friends with artists, writers and musicians. Life like one of these movies would be cool.
Then came the realisation. I know artists. I know writers. I know musicians. I know all these people. Hell, my sister in law is a sculptress. We just don’t have pretentious parties where a lot of words are spoken, but nothing is said.
I guess Glasgow is just more down to earth than the image of New York portrayed in these movies.
That being said, it’s still kind of cool imagining that life could be like that.