Drove in to Glasgow and went for a walk down Bucky Street to catch a glimpse of the Glasgow Pride march. After the disappointment of the Embra one, which wasn’t very gay and showed little pride, we hoped Glasgow would be a bit more enthusiastic. It didn’t disappoint.
We saw about half the marchers walking along past the Tron Church and then on to George Square. There was no comparison with the watered down Embra parade. Here there was music, whistles, bands and sunshine. Although the weather fairies had predicted rain, none came, but the sun did. Stood watching for about half an hour and then wandered round George Square getting more photos. PoD went to the flag waver at the top of the page.
Met up with the Skye folk in JL and drove us all home. Spent the afternoon sitting chatting. Lots to catch up with and all the time in the world to do it. Other than that we didn’t do much. June, the other sister didn’t manage to come over to join the chat, but that was her loss. They return to Skye tomorrow, getting the 10am bus.
We may go dancing later in the afternoon.