Tollcross

They’ve taken the clock away! I didn’t know this. Apparently it was in March last year. Taken away to repair - once the Council can identify which budget they can find a spare £60K in. As they’re facing an £80 million financial black hole, that may be a challenge.

Oh yes, I was in that area as there was a film at the Cameo to catch. The SK was out cavorting with her pals, y’see. Saint Omer. After the usual sleepy phase twenty minutes in, I began to really get quite captivated by it… but then it dissipated. I thought that was the word I was after. It’s so not. But it’s similar sounding. Just running away into the sand. A word that suggests that. It fizzled out into ambiguity. Och, who knows. Who cares.
Earlier though, beautiful blue skies and I got down to work in that 3/4 berth - there are investigations to carry out. Routing of wires requires. No bodging! My Dad will be watching, as ever.