Ever Glasgow

I always love returning to Glasgow. Even on days mostly spent on the train, or in a bland seminar room endlessly discussing commas, tenses, and the mediocre quality of the sandwiches.

A lovely morning train journey; the fiery sunrise causing the morning frost and snow capped Ochils to glisten invitingly.

Half an hour at either end of the day, enjoying my favourite city. Mostly looking up.

And home.

Track 28
Blue Nile
Saturday Night

The world is alright.