We have had a really lovely day. We decided to go for a walk in the West End, starting with a bite to eat at the art galleries in Kelvingrove. Just as we walked in the door and organ recital started. This consisted of several classical pieces but also a fine rendition of Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody. We stood and watched it until I managed to nab a table at the ground floor café, with an excellent view of the organ and two screens which showed the organists hands and feet working all the controls. James bought us coffee and scones, and we ate them while enjoying the music. The last part of the recital was a medley of ABBA songs which went down very well with the crowd. Then we went on a lovely walk up through Kelvingrove Park, through the University Quadrangles, and back to the car via Kelvingrove Way.
In the evening we went to Cornel’s birthday dinner at the Dakota in Glasgow. There were about twenty of us and we were delighted to be invited. The dinner was excellent and the other guests were extremely pleasant and friendly; they hailed from different locations and different parts of Cornel and Heather’s life. Their two beautiful daughters Sarah and Liesl were of course there and Sarah gave a loving speech about her Dad. The time absolutely flew past and by the time we set off home we had missed the last train so walked to Gordon Street and queued for a taxi. James pointed out that there were seagulls flying from building to building high above the street, the underneath of their wings shining white in the darkness. No doubt they were looking out for some dropped chips from the fish suppers of the crowd of people below them. Very very drunk people for the most part!
In the evening we went to Cornel’s birthday dinner at the Dakota in Glasgow. There were about twenty of us and we were delighted to be invited. The dinner was excellent and the other guests were extremely pleasant and friendly; they hailed from different locations and different parts of Cornel and Heather’s life. Their two beautiful daughters Sarah and Liesl were of course there and Sarah gave a loving speech about her Dad. The time absolutely flew past and by the time we set off home we had missed the last train so walked to Gordon Street and queued for a taxi. James pointed out that there were seagulls flying from building to building high above the street, the underneath of their wings shining white in the darkness. No doubt they were looking out for some dropped chips from the fish suppers of the crowd of people below them. Very very drunk people for the most part!
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