The first time I stayed in Glasgow was when it was the City of Culture, in a B&B off the Byres Road. Because of it's status, I'm told that a Glasgow Kiss was accompanied by the words "Stitch that, James"! ;-) Some good pubs round there, though.
I worked up there many times over the years, latterly in the Ibis, Novotel, etc cluster near the Police HQ. Never saw or got into any trouble, and the locals were always very friendly and helpful. I've not had occasion to go up there since I retired, but have fond memories of the city.
Worked in Springburn for 13 years.My own city of Glasgow is a great place to visit and people are welcome and made to feel so. Are there places I wouldn’t go with a battalion of commandos? Absolutely, but in the main it’s s great place to go to.
The rule is don’t act like you’re a hardman shouting the odds. You will bump into someone much harder. Like any city. Although we do have more than our quota of Fucking maniacs.
I also find small towns to be worse. It seems as though they think they need to be crazier because they come for a no mark place.
Worked in Springburn for 13 years.
Shithole.
Always thought if I kept on doing the journey from the station to work I would end up getting done in.
Last resort was when two sunbed shops got set alight one after another.
Seemingly gangster warfare.
Ended up doing the far safer Ashfield walk.
Possil another place to avoid.
Cholesterol?Glasgow is the only Western European city I've ever felt unsafe in
Ha, combination of fried mars bars and not being able to understand what the fuck anyone was sayingCholesterol?
My family Hail from Partick. Cowcaddens is good as you’re literally two minutes walk from the city center as you know.
It's a wonder you had any bollocks making your ex Mrs wait for you; )Ex-Wife was from Falkirk.
Used to love getting off the train at Glasgow Central and then walking quickly over to Queen St Station to get the train to Falkirk Grahamston and then to her house for a shag.
When the lust had worn off i used to get off the train at Central, get a burger or breakfast at Casey Jones, slow amble over to Queen St Station and have one or ten beers in a pub to the side of the station, can't remember the name but it had a red frontage or sign.
Would then turn up in Falkirk about 5 hours later, absolutely bollocksed.
Great times and never had any hassle
Ex-Wife was from Falkirk.
Used to love getting off the train at Glasgow Central and then walking quickly over to Queen St Station to get the train to Falkirk Grahamston and then to her house for a shag.
When the lust had worn off i used to get off the train at Central, get a burger or breakfast at Casey Jones, slow amble over to Queen St Station and have one or ten beers in a pub to the side of the station, can't remember the name but it had a red frontage or sign.
Would then turn up in Falkirk about 5 hours later, absolutely bollocksed.
Great times and never had any hassle