Leaving Glasgow Central

Excuse the dreadful quality, but this photo will remind me of today because it's unusual for me to leave the city via Central Station.

That's because D#2 (whose ghostly reflection is included - you're welcome ;-)) and I were taking the train down to Troon to collect my ailing car, which I'd had to abandon last Thursday.

The man from the AA couldn't find anything wrong with the battery, suspected a faulty starter motor and recommended going straight to a garage close to home. After a welcome soup-and-sandwich lunch from bestie Gill, we headed back up the road, with Lulabel at the wheel, since I'm not able to drive at the moment.

Dreich, dreich, dreich!