Pyke not Pike

Some pottering and then the trek to Glasgow via the Ingliston Park and Ride. The plan, seeing as M's car is a bit of a clapped out wreck, was to drive to the P&R and catch a bus to Glasgow, wander around there a bit - GOMA, a pub, some wandering, another pub with food - and then meet up with Ewan to go see your man here, Josh Pyke. An odd suggestion by the boy since he was only two when the album whose 20th anniversary was being noted was released. Some Proustian memories of hearing it in the car. Very good it was too.