It was a bright sunny day here in central Scotland. Went in to town to get stuff for next week. Came home to a letter from the tax man giving me a ridiculous tax code. While I’m writing this I’m hanging on the phone waiting for one of their advisors who “will be with me as soon as possible”. So far it’s been 35 minutes and counting.
Saw this bloke on Buchanan Street playing slide guitar. His sign said this was the first day of his change of job. Hope he makes a success of it.
It looked like these skaters outside the GOMA were performing for a jury of their peers. There was no applause, but then they weren’t that good.