The Beechwood Guest House
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... of destinations, or I can walk up stream on the river bank, past the university and through woods infested with squirrels. Treacle has almost had a nervous breakdown because there were more squirrels than she could chase and she was desperate to follow them up the pine trees, but sadly her legs are not made for that sort of activity. It has been really good for me because I don't have to walk very far before Treacle has had an extremely good work out. ...
The university is very handsome - gosh the Brits do good old buildings! - but all of Glasgow is blackened by decades of soot which rather spoils the look. Or does it? I feel that Glasgow almost defines itself as "gritty" - the industrial past is constantly there, and something Glaswegians seem rather proud of, certainly nothing to be hidden. If it means their pretty sandstone gothic spires are blackened and grimy, well, so be it.
The Hunterian, once ...
... the people toing and froing on this warm summer's day.
The complete circuit on the bus took one hour and forty-five minutes and we stayed on for the complete circuit. The first part of the tour was around the city centre and we learnt of the history of Glasgow and saw many of its historical buildings. Next we went along the river Clyde and saw the remains of the many ship building sites that had made Glasgow so prosperous. These sites are now ...
... on the English side. To identify themselves as English supporters they wore red scarves and became known derisively as "red necks". Moving right along we motored beside Loch Ness for some 23 miles of narrow, winding cliff road. The Loch is some 800 feet deep so we were quite pleased to reach the end. When not watching the road, all eyes were searching for signs of "Nessie". Maybe next time. The next stage was out across some very bleak moorland with ...
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The cathedral was founded by St. Mungo, as was the entire city itself. For a long time I thought the name "St. Mungo" was a frivolous confection baked by Ms. Rowling for that-book-which-shall-not-be-named but realized today that he's a fully-fledged member of the cannon. His original name is St. Kentigern (or Kentigernus, or Cynderyn Garthwys) and is often associated with symbols ...