Crap

I was forced to travel half way across the city to the apathetic Glasgow Fort. Having the layout of a concentration camp, I was further forced into numerous crap shops.

Eventually I managed to go into Boots and buy wine gums and a cranberry and apple juice, but the latter was rubbish as it was still. I only like sparkling cranberry or still cranberry, not a combo! The Topman there smelt of kippers, then finally walking outside a seagull almost shat on me. I am not impressed.