I sing of a river I'm happy beside ...

... The song that I sing is the Song of the Clyde.

Through to Glasgow today to see if my new found free time might be of use on the Board of a new organisation.  Even if they want me I won't  hear for at least six weeks so I'm not holding my breath.  

There are major works for the next five months at Queen Street Station so, unusually, my train home left from Central.  The line goes over the river and I took this picture from the train.  Very hard to know which lines are actually straight.

No hammers 'ding-donging' on the Clyde any more though the shipbuilding heritage is still evident in places.