The Dark Heart of Scotland

Heading back along the M8 today, I had to stop for a sandwich at The Heart of Scotland services.

I don't know who had the bright idea of renaming the bleak motorway service station at Harthill. But, if I ever meet him or her, I'd like to get them to apologise to every single tourist who's ever thought "Wow, the Heart of Scotland. This is going to be something special." And I'd make them say sorry like they mean it, too.

What's more, judging by the smell coming from the doorway of that tower, "The Kidneys of Scotland" would be a more appropriate name.