Wet Glasgow (well Bearsden)

Can't claim Glasgow was only wet place today - got very soaked in my movement class in Porty between shifts.

Then headed to Glasgow, saw Mum in the hospital (she'd changed ward cause they needed the bed) and Dad and I had a lovely dinner and chat.

This was me picking up the spaghetti bolognese from a local Bearsden restaurant they like and where I've eaten with them before. The heavens had opened!