Sparkling

We caught a mid-morning train over to Glasgow where we met up with our eldest for lunch, taking her for some great ramen at a little place on Ashton Lane. And then when she went off to put in some solid hours on her essay at the library we went for a wander in Kelvingrove Park and to the art gallery there. The moment we walked under these trees the lights came on, it was almost as if I'd willed it to happen. 

We're here for the night, staying over, currently very nicely full of Asian fusion food from Ka Pao. Not too full mind, that hotel breakfast needs some justice doing to it in the morning after all.

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