Roof...

No hangover!!

Can't remember the last Glasgow overnight that didn't include a fuzzy head the next day. I'm thinking it was the chips and cheese that saved us!

A morning spent sitting in George Square, drinking decent coffee, and people watching in the sun, before collecting my Mum from the station and heading to Jamie's for lunch.

Tasty food, good company and presents exchanged (we got some home made praline).

After lunch we all headed back to sit in the sun and people watch some more before saying our goodbyes and we headed for the train while Mum scuttled off to John Lewis for a fix before heading back down to Da Shire.


Oh yeah. My blip's called Roof, because that's what Iain's 3 call her....other folk call her Ruth.