Kelvisgrove

Viva Glasvegas.

A trip to Glasgow today with two busloads of students for a bit of culture today, but because of the early morning rain and the roadworks it took us twice as long to travel that long lonely highway that once was the M8 motorway. Felt more like 500 miles than 25 miles by the time we arrived.

A quick wander around The Hunterian Gallery to help our charges appreciate how great thou art was, then it was time to walk that lonesome road down to the Kelvingrove to release me to the wonders of the art gallery and museum. The queue for the "Glasgow Boys" exhibition stretched outdoors into the drizzle so, knowing that when it rains, it really pours here in Scotland we decided to head for lunch instead of hanging around in that. A nearby Indian restaurant was the order of the day and I had a little bit of green herb chicken karahi which was just fantastic.

Back into the museum to round up the troops and back on the buses for another fight through the traffic back to base. Wasn't nearly as bad a journey home but the GI blues may have been setting in as some of 'the troops' decided to amuse themselves by scribbling notes in their sketchbooks to transmit to the lorries crawling along beside us. If anyone was distracted by a 'honk if you're horny' poster from a bus on the M8 today I apologise for them steppin' out of line.

The traffic eventually cleared, the student's energy bubbles went 'pop' and some of them went for a nap (spotted at least five sleepy heads). We made it back home hopefully slightly more cultured than when we left but for a day spent mostly sitting on a bus I'm feeling absolutely knackered. There's no place like home.

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I don't like Elvis, never 'got him' for some reason. Doing the research for these Elvis songs above (all the text in italics are Elvis songs; go on, google 'em) I found out that he never wrote any of the songs he sung. Maybe that's one reason...

Brian... has left the building...