Too much choice

This is the first time in ages that I've got to the point of doing my blip and I've had lots of different choices.

First up was the snap of the Provost's lamp posts en route to the station to get the train to Drumchapel.

Second was the camera photo of the orange sky at midday in the west across snowy hills.

Third was the sign at Rogano where I was meeting Christine for a fab tea and overdue catch up.

Fourth was the Exchange Sq with the gorgeous net of tiny lights which never fails to make smile.

Finally, this one of GOMA with its head chopped off. My favourite.