Below: frontage of Glasgow Central station on Gordon St, corner of Union St. To my right, an excellent Mexican snack bar, where I could barely make my order understood to the Glaswegian waitresses, nor they their reply to me. The crispy-shelled tacos were fabulous though.
Below: looking down Mitchell St, the east side bathed in strong autumnal afternoon light, highlighting Victorian detail in the sandstone façade. Cobbles survive as the road surface.
Left:
an old police box, on the corner of Buchanan St and Royal Bank Place, from the days before officers were equipped with radios. Policemen and citizens alike could put a call through to the main police station through one of these. Glasgow police boxes used to be red - this one is the more usual colour. It is a classic 1929 Mackenzie Trench design.
Below: Gallery of Modern Art on Glasgow's Royal Exchange Square.
Glasgow may not have the instant allure of Edinburgh, but it is certainly a majestic city, resonating with the echoes of its former strength and dignity as the Second City of Empire.
This time last year:
Slow farewell to our Powiśle office
This time last year:
A slow farewell to my Nissan Micra
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If Edinburgh is Cracow then Glasgow is Lodz (with a bit of Gdansk and Katowice thrown in).
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