Good-er Friday

We oft' opine that Glasgow would be one of the world's loveliest cities if someone could just, well, put a lid over the mini metropolis to shield its climatically long suffering citizens from the oft' shitty weather. Well, today you can tear that lid asunder and shove it where the - rarely witnessed - sun don't (sic) shine. Aye, the sky is a breathtaking shade of blue and there's this big yellow ball hovering way above. Holy crap - it's GORGEOUS! So come on - where's our long lost bottle of Miss Matey? We may just have to crank up our hot tub. Aye, if our roof terrace doesn't look like an Ibiza foam party before the morning's out, there'll be questions...
Happy days! xx