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Well the weekend would have been more wonderful without the endless flipping between air conditioning so brutal that Pingu would have felt at home, and the thirty two degrees outside in the square (where I eventually threw in the towel on the Sunday afternoon and fell asleep in a deckchair under a tree, missing the […]

And after a dozen or so films, a lot of scotch pies and more Irn Bru than is good for anybody I’m back; Glasgow was exactly as I remember it right down to the fab shopping, friendly everything and very enthusiastic punters – yay! The weather threw us all a bit of a curve however […]