It was an immensely fun time in Glasgow this past weekend, and a great opportunity to catch up with various friends.

On Saturday morning I signed copies of Up The Creek Without a Mullet at Waterstones in Sauchiehall Street. The staff told me they’d just recently sold a lot of copies and had more on order, which is good because not only does it mean sales are going well but it also meant a shorter outing for my atrocious handwriting. Of course, the rush of sales might have been people attempting to get an untainted copy, you never know…

Then it was off to Hampden Park for the Scottish Cup Final.  It was an amazing spectacle to see half the stadium in the florescent orange of Dundee United and half in the bright blue of the mighty Ross County.  It was tremendous also to see so many people from across the Highlands and no doubt beyond supporting the club.

Apparently the A9 was packed with slow-moving buses on the Saturday morning, and a sign in Dingwall had the predictable joke about the last person leaving turning out the lights.  We were glad, therefore, to have got down on Friday night, and it was nice to see one of the big electronic roadsigns by the side of the A9 declaring not the usual messages about roadworks at Ralia or to allow overtaking, but a big, bold “GOOD LUCK ROSS COUNTY”.  A nice touch from whoever is responsible for these things.

The train journeys between the centre of Glasgow and the stadium were packed but very good-natured, with the banter between the County and United fans testifying to why entirely non-Old Firm finals are something quite special (not to mention a doubtless relief to Strathclyde Police).

Other than a few trips for work, that’s about all the adventures for the coming weeks.  There should be a bit of excitement to report for the summer, but more on that later.  Here instead are a few photos from the weekend.