Been a wee while since I was able to get the camera out. However, I managed to do so today, which was delightful. Went from the East End of the City Centre to the West End. Quite a contrast. The east end of Argyll Street and Trongate feels like a place that’s been locked down for a year. It’s like a ghost town, gradually fading away. You cannot help feeling sorry for the business owners in that part of the city. Some images:
The we hit the West End and it’s typically leafy and bookish. Like a spring day, people are out and about without a care in the world. They have even pedestrianised Kelvin Way, making it more cosmopolitan.
*PS, I know the lyrics to the Pet Shop Boys tune was “East End Boys, West End Girls”. The title of this piece is a play on that and is an in-joke with my wife. Please don’t write in.
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