The symposium at Northumbria University in Newcastle finished on Sunday afternoon (19th July) and I travelled on to Glasgow by train. I B and B’d for two nights in a small, central hotel, with small but sufficient facilities, and at a small price. To get around the city, where I was to be for nearly two days, I had already booked a two-day pass on a hop-on hop-off, sightseeing bus, which gave easy access to many of Glasgow’s attractions. (I tried to sit in the open part of the semi open-top bus, but wind and rain made this impossible for much of the time.) Having got on just round the corner from my hotel, I alighted at George Square, where the City Chambers looked to me remarkably like a French Hôtel de Ville.
From there the bus took me to St Mungo’s Cathedral. It’s dark exterior:
came as quite a shock after the light stone of Newcastle’s cathedral, but I came to appreciate it. The mediaeval building was absolutely enormous. The first thing I noticed on entering was the modern stained glass west window.
The lovely views between pillars tempted me on to explore:
Finally the choir:
Outside could be seen part of the Glasgow Royal Infirmary. The 1794 6-floor, 100-bed Adams building was demolished to make place for this one, opened in 1914, though the infirmary has been much expanded on the site over the years since, and now has a capacity of about 1000 beds.
I hopped back on the bus, and continued taking pictures.
I got off at the Riverside Museum (the Clyde River that is) where I had an excellent lunch, and much enjoyed looking at some of the very well presented historic transport. I could have stayed much longer, but was discouraged by the very noisy presence of half of Glasgow’s children and their parents, as it seemed to me all taking refuge from the weather.
There was a Tall Ship outside on the river, but I gave up on trying to get a good angle on it for a photo, until I turned round…
To complete my first day I Glasgow, I moved on to Kelvingrove Park and particularly the Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum. That’s for the next post.
Thanks for the Glasgow tour, I loved the old methods of transport. That was a clever picture, the reflection, well captured.
A serendipitous moment for me, as so often.
Olive Simpson said:
I missed out on a trip to Glasgow in June – many thanks for the great guided tour
– and I didn’t even need a brolly!
Unlike me – and I managed to leave it on my very last bus back to my hotel on the Tuesday afternoon!
It is always a treat to visit the second city of the Empire even though most of the grand buildings were funded by the slave trade.
Yes, I always feel uncomfortable when I visit a city whose wealth of which is founded on the slave trade. At least UK cities admit it. Historians in Nantes and Bordeaux will squirmingly admit it if you ask, but the denizens of those cities seem to be ignorant of their past.
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