I think the band was called 5orted, because there is a keyboards player out of frame. I was amused by the full-size bass guitar on a half-size player and awed by modern kids' high opinion of the Beatles' "Revolver", which is now considered to be their best.
The heavy rain of 23rd August left a very clear sky. The full moon was due the next day, but I photographed it anyway and the next night was not so good for photography. Taken with 400mm lens plus 1.4 x converter, 1/1000th @ f/9
Mackintosh's masterpiece is a difficult building to photograph. The front with those vast windows faces north, the rear facade is obscured by later buildings; awesome drops on the east and west sides defy attempts to show scale. As usual with CRM, the details are beautiful - the railings and street lamps, the long drop protruding windows on the east side contrasting with the inset windows round the corner on the south facade.
Rain. Nearly fell over three Sousaphones standing on the pavement (as you do). Half a dozen pipe bands from around the globe were marching round George Square. Then we sought out some back alleys before returning to the Square, where Tam O'Shanters and fake ginger hair rule.
The paddle steamer Waverley off Ardrossan with gannet escort and a man in a yellow jacket inspecting an old castle (maximum capacity forty persons!). Then off to Troon for afternoon tea with Aunt Frances and Uncle Billy.
Today we headed east out of the Merchant City area, passing a very quiet Mackinnons Bar and finding cameras not very welcome in the Barras Market. The Saint Francis Pipe Band from the Gorbals was playing on Glasgow Green, and there seemed to have been a rather nasty massacre! Heading further east, we followed the people in the green and white hoops and ended up at Celtic Park, where we watched them lose to Blackburn in a pre-season friendly.
We looked at getting return tickets to Edinburgh from Perth, where our car was parked for free. £14.80 each! We drove to the capital for £3.70 worth of diesel and parked for free. Edinburgh is very stylish, with a festival air due to the Fringe. However, as my mother always said, "the best thing to come out of Edinburgh is a train for Glasgow!"
John, Margaret and Alex journeyed all the way from Aberdeen to meet us in Perth. We had not seen them for six or seven years. The photies were taken in Paco's restaurant, where we had a meal. Let's hope it's not so long before we meet again.