Gie It Laldy, Glesca
<p>From where I’m sitting I can see four cathedrals, a huge steel pimple, more trees than buildings, a motorway, a nineteenth century library, sixty-four windmills, a giant crane, a neighbour’s bathroom, one hundred and three other neighbours’ bathrooms, tenements, tower blocks, mansions and manses, and the Campsie Fells, because I live at altitude in the greatest little city in the world: Glasgow.</p>
<p>I wasn’t born in Glasgow, and I’ve spent less than half my life here, but in every meaningful way, Glasgow is where I’m from. Glasgow is home.</p>
<p>Work brought me here, and dick kept me here (one particular dick — I can’t speak to the general quality of Glasgow dick, although the scenes on Sauchiehall Street on Saturday nights suggest it is highly sought after), but there are days when I love the city m̶o̶r̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶n̶ almost as much as the dick I married.</p>
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