Kilsyth to Lennoxtown, 16Km
I’m just north of Glasgow, it’s just down the road. So close and yet, so far. Glasgow is also a great city and much improved in recent years. I was tempted to take a bus into town but I need to save my strength for tomorrow.
Glasgow used to be a rough old place. I worked there in 2008, for one of the great Scottish engineering companies. They make compressors. I never discovered what a compressor does, I just did my job in the IT department. My first day was 3 January and when I arrived at the hotel the night before, the place was wrecked and everyone had a hangover. I had to find the sheets to make my own bed.
The following evening, my boss took me out for an Indian meal in his favourite curry house. We had a table by the window and had barely started on the poppadoms when there was a commotion outside. A man was grabbed by three policemen, thrown against our window and searched. He looked down at my beer as they put the handcuffs on and then led him away. My boss continued discussing the project as if nothing had happened.
I worked for them on an occasional basis until 2015 at their factories around the world and sometimes was hauled back to Glasgow for a meeting. Although the company had no HR department until the early 2000s, they were one of the most caring firms I’ve ever come across and everyone I met became like family. So I have a soft spot for Glasgow.
Anyway I’m just about done with the John Muir Way. There’s a new man on the scene, Thomas Muir, and he’s grappling for space with John on the lampposts. I’ll leave them to it because tomorrow I start the West Highland Way and I’m looking forward to it. It’s a popular and dramatic walk and I’m expecting it to be quite busy. At last I’ll head north through the Highlands of Scotland towards Orkney.