Glasgow

48 hour visit to Glasgae. We walked through the city centre on a hot day more suited to lolling about in a riverside glen than trekking on a long promised pilgrimage to Hamleys. Alas but were we not about 6 years too late? Nothing for their age group and the place itself was a shadow of what we thought it would be. Sam's money was burning a very hot hole in his pocket. Lego chinook in the bag. Tess had less to entice her.

Back to the hotel via getting lost on the mini San Franciscan hills before relenting to a family swim, then meeting Dave's Dad for wining and dining and the kids being thankful for their first chocolate Easter egg.

Day two with Granda Stuart was full on science drool at the Glasgow Science centre with the added bonus of an IMAX cinema. It makes Aberdeen's Satrosphere look like a nursery school collage, minus the charm. We happily zoned out watching Hubble on IMAX, mind melded to move a ball into each other's goal using only a karate kid brain wave sensor headband, designed and built a suspension bridge, played robot wars in an arena and got lost in time in the interactive exhibits of shiny, moving, blowing, liquid parts. The birds were down from Loch Lomond. Speaking of which, we went home via that famous body of water, but only time for a split second visit to the lochside (half of Glasgow seemed to be heading for a west coast bank holiday getaway) as we had to vroom to take the high road home.