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Yeh nor meh fecking daa
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i’m sure with this bit you could land a gig with the “Convention and Visitors Bureau". love a look at the underbelly of a city - oh, and the bridge shots are a reminder that we take our lives in our hands with much public infrastructure!
I must stress too that Glasgow is an almost unbelievably beautiful city with Victorian and Art Nouveau architecture that I don’t think is matched in any city I’ve ever been too. (Edinburgh included, but then Edinburgh’s finest joys lie in its Georgian architecture).
But it’s interesting to look at the ugly places, the neglected, the poor. The large scale social housing is very interesting to me.
And yes, being under the M8 made me think how glad I am not to drive!
I too love Glasgow. It can be one of the most beautiful cities ever built.
Shame about the Gorbals.
I’ve been in most of the pubs shown on your photo shoot, but you missed a few icons.
The Stirling Castle on Old Dumbarton Road
The Saracen’s Head (The Sarry Heed) on the Gallowgate..the last pub in Glasgow to have sawdust and spittoons. It helped to soak up the blood, spilled every Friday night)
The Rock on Hyndland Road, a definite arty-farty pub. Strange you missed this one.
My favourite pub was in Byres Road, on the corner with University, named the Rubaiyat (After Omar Khayyam)
Great beer, great company, great fights of a Friday/Saturday nights.
Bought over and disembowelled by a giant brewery conglomerate. Bastards.
So many to do and not enough time or money but I should have popped into the Stirling Castle, as I was in Yorkhill.
The Rock has changed, and not for the better. Very TV and sports based now, with Your Mum carpets. Just another Yates/Wetherspoons clone pub.
Sort of up that way I also used to go in the Arlington, in Woodlands, but it’s best in the evening when the music gets going – can be a bit poseurish in the afternoon.
The Pot Still, up the hill towards Caledonian Uni, could be good. They had eight real ales on, but the loud music is unbearable and completely out of place for people who are knocking off work and want to have a natter and a wind down.
A favourite that I missed because my little leggies–and in particular my dodgy knee–were pegging out a bit, is Tennents Bar on Byres Rd. Don’t know if you ever got to that one. Crowded, lots of real ale, nice mix of people.
Glasgow pubs require a long term investment of time and energy for their proper research and I look forward to undertaking further empirical studies on this fascinating topic in the near future.
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