decided to go walkabout because it was so lovely and sunny, and i needed a bit of contact with the world beyond my house and the kids' school.

the east end of the city centre is a wierd mix of poverty, groovyness and law courts

the barras were shut until the weekend as was this palace of dreams - the barrowlands

i didn't grow up round here so can't roll out memories of cool gigs i've been to - though i did see some Shetland fiddlers once which felt quite random at the time - especially for a girl from south london.