• Tales of the City #9

    The scene is Great Western Road, at 10 am – just after morning prayer. A street cleaner in a council jacket runs down the street hollaring at me after morning prayer

    Street Cleaner: “Oi, oi!”

    I turn wondering what I’ve done.

    Self: “Um, yes?”

    Street Clearner: “Was it youse that was in the paper? It was, it was youse”

    I wait expecting a stream of Glasgow invective.

    His eyes light up, he beams a toothless smile and responds: “Hey man, hey, that was just great.”

    He’s referring to this piece in the Herald.

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