I took a short walk through through the streets of Glasgow between rehearsals today. I met some proper gents. This sartorial legend couldn't understand why people always asked if they could photograph him. He is there everyday in his whistle looking sharp - if you think you can do better.
This fellow saw me on CCTV in his building and came out to see why I was hanging around in an alley way. He didn't take long to be convinced to pose in front of his brilliant wall. Afterwards he showed me the basement and the tunnels where the horses used to go and then told me secrets that I swore I wouldn't reveal.