Griffin

A morning in Stirling followed by an afternoon in Glasgow. The jet-setting life for me, courtesy of McGill's buses and Scotrail respectively.

My meeting in Glasgow was at the western end of Bath Street and, since I arrived a few minutes early, I continued my walk as far as The Griffin, a well-known bar with ornate windows, purely for the purposes of today's Blip.

I didn't go in to partake of the beverages or food on offer but headed back to the venue for my meeting. Ninety minutes that would have been better spent in the pub, in retrospect.