If it’s Sunday, it must be Glasgow. Thankfully, it’s bright and sunny, and free of the humidity or rain that the city often throws up.
I’m sitting in Offshore, a nice wee cafe in the west end that is not as busy as it can be. I’d be in iCafe just along the road (on the rare occasions I frequent such places here) but it’s seemingly closed due to fire damage.
I arrived earlier on today and am spending an hour or so here before St Silas’s evening service doing some writing and just enjoying chilling out.
Dentist’s tomorrow and then home by the evening. Thereafter, there’ll be no travels – work or pleasure – for the best part of a fortnight.