Goodbye Glasgow
I resigned from the radio station on Friday. Not this one, mind you. Instead I stepped down from my role as a board member with , the digital station which makes programmes for listeners who are blind or partially sighted.
I've been involved with Vip on Air for more than two years, but the station is based in the Partick area of Glasgow and my move to Inverness tomorrow made me decide it was time to step back. I've written to the suggesting I support a branch of the station in the north of Scotland.
There are things I wont miss about Glasgow and that includes the daily drive into work through Canniesburn Toll and along Maryhill Road. There were days when it would take me an hour to reach the office. I'd leave the house listening to and get to the office with . And I have to tell you there must be gold or diamonds under those roads. Why else would they dig up the same spot every month or so? They must be looking for buried treasure.
No so bad when the workmen know how to operate the stop-go boards. This weekend, however, I found myself driving in to oncoming traffic which had also been signalled to go forward. I'm lucky to be here to moan about it.
So, a strange day in the office today. I've just been handed a lovely leaving card and a bottle of Malt Whisky. I do feel a bit of a fraud. I'm not really leaving and, in fact, I'll probably be back in Glasgow every Wednesday for various meetings.
Still, the removal truck arrives at home tomorrow morning. This must really be happening.
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