G’gow

Work then back thru to Glasgow to meet up with N’s pals from here and home whilst watching the rugby at The Grosvenor Cafe in Ashton Lane. Normally great place but the combination of the rugby and a pianist playing wasn’t the best for my ears.
Onward to Vino Valentino, a tiny wine shop with a bench up the middle. Carafe after carafe was served in the quaintest of surroundings. Felt like little Italy.
Food..The Little Curry House in Partick, WOW the best Indian I’ve ever tasted!
It was late home, me still sober and N the utter opposite!