Alex and I were doing a photowalk in Glasgow today.
A beautiful day for it. I wasn’t wearing my Orange Rab jacket, nor my other rainy jacket, although I did have it with me, just in case there was a change in the temperature. There wasn’t.
We started off in Nero as usual and once a plan had been discussed and accepted by both parties we walked down Buchanan Street and on through St Enoch’s Square then down to the Clyde Walkway. We watched a bloke setting up his grid of white squares on a newly painted bare black wall. Once he was happy with the grid he didn’t take long to sketch in the rest of the tag. I’d meant to go back and see how it turned out, but I forgot, so that will have to be a walk to take on another day DV.
Instead, we walked along the Walkway and I got some shots of the St Andrew’s Cathedral as a flight of pigeons did a flypast. I seriously thought that was going to be PoD, and it was, temporarily.
By then, food was calling and Alex said he fancied a lighter lunch, so we went to Greggs for a Mexican Chicken Oval Bite. Basically sliced up chicken with salad leaves and chilli mayo on a soft roll. Maybe that’s doing it a disservice, because I really enjoyed it. We dined alfresco sitting on a statue’s plinth in what used to be George Square. Now it’s a barren wasteland with almost all the grass removed and a paltry few benches around the central statue were all taken, that’s why we settled for the plinth.
Fed and watered, we wandered down through the Merchant City looking for a building Alex had seen, but couldn’t remember where. What we did find was a quiet wee cemetery which I couldn’t remember seeing before, but now realise was the Ramshorn cemetery.
Once I got my bearings I easily found the building Alex was looking for, it was the Cranberry’s building a three or four storey almost round building. Once Alex got some photos, we walked down to Argyle Street and had a coffee and a blether then headed for home.
I managed to catch an x36 bus that would take me to Condorrat with a lot fewer stops than the usual X3. Then we had a wee glass of Clarence wine in the garden. Very civilised!
That was a very enjoyable day. 84 photos taken and about three quarters made it through the first pass. Just over 13,000 steps. I even remembered to take a selfie of Alex and me as we headed for our buses, just to prove to Hazy that I’m back, but probably not normal – never normal! You’re right. That’s boring!!
PoD was some ladies being served a trio of cocktails in a posh restaurant in Exchange Square.
Tomorrow we may go dancing, proper dancing, among people.
