Arrived safely in Glasgow

I messed up our hotel bookings, so C booked us into the hotel he was staying for work  last night. A bit grand, but the intended hotel was a dump, so maybe it was a good thing.

We had a quick meal at a realy nice rustic restaurant, which reminded me of my young days in Johannesburg. But then all was ruined when they started palying disco music at a deafening volume. Why?