Glasgow & Dundee
As I posted a few months back, I was to come back after two/three months to the Sandyford Initiative, where I had last been in January/February this year. A lot has happened since then, and this i the “drop in on the first Tuesday of the month” clinic, hence no appointment. I did have a card, just in case work changed my shift… and what duly happened? You could almost say this is writing you material. On the way into Glasgow, a truck had shed its load on the M8 at Townhead, with what looked like a truck load of ladders. No signs of any snakes, after all the First management probably didn’t want to come out of Larkfield! (Lol)
The clinic was closed the day before (it doubles up as a clinic for a variety of other issues, including a family planning/morning after clinic), hence it was very busy. After a medium wait (i.e. not the worst I’ve ever had at the hands of the nhs – try six hours in A&E at North Middlesex Hospital), John (who saw me last time) called me in. I explained the loss of the letter at the hands of my doctors, but he was glad that they had prescribed the hormones after all. This was a co-incidental week, as it was 12 weeks since I saw him last, and one day short of eight weeks since the first dose (and I’d just started another pack). After some discussion of how things are going, he’s said I can double the dose of oestrogen I am taking – now that was a sort of surprise, but given that there has been no negative side effects, and mild positive ones, it’s worth carrying on.
On the way home, saw the Miller Glasgow Comedy Festival liveried open top Metrobus from City Sightseeing Glasgow, an advertisement for XFM Scotland which I liked… and then as I was taking this, I could swear I heard a Leyland Atlantean climbing North Hanover Street… and I was right! It was former LA1204
Just in time before I got the bus home, met the West End Poet - who tells me work have had him working hard on lots of things. I’m sure he will post it all up in time.
On the way home, I saw a new Strathtay Trident – one of the four at Blairgowrie – prepping for the 1530 short run to Muirhead, on the 59. I went out to Seagate to snap it, after the bus was delayed by a regular drunken “passenger” who became less than vertical four times on the stance, and then attempted to land a punch on one of the stance spares… anyway, the new Alexander-Dennis Tridents are something for another day, as I’m happy enough today!
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