It's no coincidence (there are no coincidences!) that the day I arrive at the train station only to find that the train people are on strike (again) and there are no trains I see big Brad's mugshot on the side of two buses advertizing his latest romp/caper in the film Bullet Train. I should have taken a photo to prove it but I didn't. But who cares. It was another moment of serendipity (and there are plenty on these pastoral excursions au velo) and so I was happy. And so, having the bike with me, I took off via Cathcart, Simshill the milk of the castle (Castlemilk), up to the seat on top of the valley (Queen Mary's apparently). It was only an hour and on coming back via Croftfoot (a new way back) boy oh boy what discoveries were to be found along the way....
Passing through (Mount) Florida, bike & beer.... say no more ;)
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