Strong..

Hungover to hell on a beautiful frosty morning in Glasgow.

We had talked about trying to make it back to Edinburgh for the Women's March - but that wasn't going to happen.

Instead we managed to leave the hotel before kicking out time, headed to Papercup for a coffee, and then headed to the Botanical Gardens for some fresh air.

All was going well until a woman started talking to us. We didn't have the skills or energy to disengage, so were stood there for 20 minutes, sweating, trying to not to look too queasy. Bloody idiots!!

Once we broke free we grabbed some food on the way to the station and headed home.

A quiet afternoon of drinking tea and water and eating carbs.

Bloody Glasgow - you broke us again.

So happy to watch various marches happening around the world supported by so many people.

Power to the people- except for the really hungover ones.