Mother's Day Bouquet, on the cheap.
From Glasgow Museum of Transport (it's free entry and i needed a wee), little things make me appreciate the whole thing a lot more.
& you can't be honest whilest saying Mr. Happy doesn't melt your heart.
I couldn't help but love Glasgow a little bit more than a lot at night, this was on the walk back from a charity gig at the theatre bar hosted by a band entitled "Blind Mary and the Crypps". If you're ever lucky enough to be in the same town as them, throw everything else down and go for the experience, it wasn't only heartwarming but also hilarious and there was a singalong about Hitler.
Also, if you ever end up in Glasgow for a few days, go to the Kelvingrove Park & Gallery then to Tony Macaroni for lunch (Up Argyle Street then off on the right), you'll find it by the amazingly tempting specials board. There you'll get offered a wee pudding by an incredibly scottish waitress who'll quickly get back in to character and leave with a "Grazie".
Back in Leeds, Joes Well. Remember that guy from Art Attack, Neil Buchanan?
We sang with him, and I've never been so happy.
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