I was off into Glasgow to meet Alex, Scamp was staying home to clean the house.
Before she started the cleaning, Spring Cleaning I suppose, Scamp gave me a lift to the station where I caught the train to Glasgow. I’d a big, heavy bag of books with me that I was eager to hand over to someone in the Oxfam shop, if only to release the tension from my arm. As I knew there would be more books to come, I signed up for a Gift Aid card. I can’t remember the last time I used a Gift Aid sticker, but it cost me nothing and Oxfam get some extra money.
With that done and my arm returning to its normal length, I went to meet Alex in the bus station. I walked the length of the concourse but didn’t see him, so I parked myself on a seat and read my book for 15mins. Then I went for a walk along the line of seats again and there was Alex. We had been sitting within meters of each other and hadn’t noticed. We adjourned to Nero for a coffee and a catch-up.
Alex just wanted a walk around Glasgow and I was happy to go along with that. We walked through George Square and I suggested we go to Paesano for lunch. So we did. Two pizzas and a can of juice each (I was driving later) and we were back in the sunshine.
We walked down Miller Street and along Argyle Street, then on to the Clyde Walkway, photographed some interesting graffiti and then were lured into photographing the St Andrew’s chapel again. We do it every time we’re in Glasgow, I think. Trying to find a new angle or a new reflection of the church in the mirror glass of the adjoining building.
We walked back through St Enoch’s Square and into Cass Art in Queen Street because I needed a new sketch book to record the Every Day in May (EDiM) challenge. From there back to the bus station via a different Nero.
I’d just missed an X3 bus, but noticed an X36 was just opening its doors for weary travellers. That’s when I found that my Travelcard wouldn’t read. The driver was ok about it, mainly because it was obviously a kosher card and you can just see my face among the scratches on it. Tomorrow I must phone up to get it replaced.
Later, once Scamp had told me about her day and I had told her about mine, we got ready and went out to Kirsty’s dance class where we were going to “polish the Tango” as Scamp put it. I’m not sure I actually achieved any polishing, but when we came away I felt much more confident about it. Scamp wasn’t so sure I was doing everything correctly, so we had a quick refresher of the last part of the dance. I’m sure we’ll have another ‘refresher’ tomorrow, all being well.
My computer the iMac is not well. We had a power outage the other day and since then the Mac has delivered a message every time I’ve started it, to the effect that I had “Shut it down because of a problem”. Today I found the source of that ‘problem’. There are five errors in the data section of SSD and they cannot be repaired. No, I don’t know what the ‘data section of the SSD’ is either. But I think I have a solution. Every week the Mac does a backup of the drive and the last backup was on the 27th of April. The outage happened on the 29th. That means the last backup is clean and error free. Now I just have to work out how to squirt that backup into a clean SSD. Sounds complicated, yes, but it may work. Worth a try at least.
PoD was a trough of orange tulips I say at the top of Buchanan Street.
Tomorrow we may go dancing at the Glenburn Tea Dance. I also must try to get day 1 and day 2 of EDiM posted.