Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Saturday, 26 July 2014

Logistics

It was up at the crack of dawn for the boy and me, with a tight itinerary panned for travelling to, around and back from Glasgow, taking in two venues somewhat less than adjacent, but it went pretty well: 7.00 am set off in the car; 8.15 arrive Bathgate station, 8.20 get on train to Glasgow; 9.10 arrive Glasgow Queen Street, 9.15 set off for subway; 9.16 see queue for subway and start walking to Ibrox; 10.20 arrive Ibrox and queue for security check, getting through and into our seats a minute before the first rugby sevens match kicked off at 10.30; 14.45 leave Ibrox at half time in the last match; 14.50 see queue for subway and start walking to the city centre; 15.30 arrive at Exhibition Centre station; 15.35 get on train to Scotstounhill; 15.50 arrive Scotstounhill and start walking; 16.10 arrive Scotstoun sports campus and acquire scampi & chips (the boy) and a latte (me); 16.15 take seats in the table tennis arena having missed only a few minutes of the first games; 20.00 leave at end of the table tennis and walk to Scotstounhill station; 20.22 get train to Glasgow Queen Street arriving 20.42; 20.52 get train, from same platform, to Bathgate; 21.35 arrive Bathgate and set off in car; 23.00 arrive Mellerstain after a long, but sporting action packed, day.

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