After lunch at the Peoples Palace, the weather and subject material turned interesting but austere and grim. Although it would be a little unfair to suggest that there were parallels with my current life, there were similarities with difficulties that related to the editing of the images and the publication of the post.
For example I kept tinkering with the first image as the light wasn't great in a variety of ways. As in life, time to move on to the next image !!
The first time I visited Glasgow back in 1983 I had two spare hours free in the afternoon and remember an exhausting walk to the Cathedral and back after spending an hour in a large bookshop unique to Glasgow. I didn't do the location justice and felt a little cheated that it didn't look on first glance pleasing to the eye like other Cathedrals that I was more familiar with. At the time I didn't realise the significance of the location away from the city centre as this was where Glasgow was born ... and not George square or ... Glasgow Central station :-)
|Chalmers Gate / Gallowgate, Glasgow|
I was somewhat intrusive and surprised to come across this little gem with it's rear circular staircase. I traced it later from Google maps to find ... that there's not much said about it.There are two images on Flickr of number 4 -7 Chalmers gate (formerly 394 Gallowgate) on the A89 road. The house was built in 1771, became a listed building in 1981 due to the rarity of external brick walls in the 18th century. The building was renovated into flats during 1983. Amazingly it was once used as an establishment for the motor trade ... 394 Gallowgate.
Continuing further northwards to my next destination, I was well off the tourism track and took in the sites of East Glasgow housing estates and industrial depravation. TV Taggart country indeed !! ... "Let Glasgow Flourish .... " !!
|Lord Provost House, Glasgow|
Built by a former bishop, the building was used to run the affairs of Glasgow on behalf of the Bishops by a Provost (an early Lord Mayor, a role that still exists today although in more salubrious surroundings :-) ! ). No doubt the Bishops at the time who seemed to have control of the City and the associated power and money that went with it, felt that there was some need for social action. An adjacent St Nicholas hospital was built that was unfortunately demolished in the early 20th century when building preservation was not high on the agenda. It may be sad to think that this building nearly went the same way but was saved due to the noble efforts of the occupants.
|Lord Provost House, Glasgow|
|Old house, new Garden, Lord Provost house, Glasgow|
Various sizeable strange stone Tontine faces that were lost or hidden across Glasgow were eventually brought to this location during the redevelopment and placed on the walls of the covered walkway.
Just across the road to left is one of the Glasgow hospitals, possibly replacing the demolished St Nicholas just a stones throw away. To the right is the lane leading to the Cathedral and in the centre is the St Mungo Museum of Religious Life and Art. The Museum opened in 1993 and is the ultimate in finding out about comparative religion. Time was pressing on and I visited briefly two of the floors but didn't feel comfortable with some of the extreme material and left for the Cathedral behind with the excuse that I had two more sites to see.
|Coat of Arms on a street light, Glasgow|
"Here is the bird that never flew, here is the tree that never grew,
here is the bell that never rang, here is the fish that never swam".
(interestingly, I decided to research this and it seems to show that there are many different versions with the order of the lines alternating)
Saint Mungo once entitled a sermon "Let Glasgow flourish by the preaching of the Word and the praising of His Name" and it was later tagged on to the end of the poem.
Interpretations on the rhyme in a positive way as it was thought to represent various things that St Mungo did in his lifetime such as bringing a robin back to life, restarting a fire with branches of a tree, bringing a bell to the City from Rome and finding a fish in the river with a ring in its mouth to clear the name of Queen Languoreth of infidelity. Various bells have replaced the original and Glasgow's accompanying motto has been shortened to the more secular "Let Glasgow Flourish". ( Hmm, I wasn't quite sure if it was, the bits I saw on the second half of my walk !)
|Nave, Glasgow Cathedral|
|Steps and Arches, Glasgow Cathedral|
The current 12th century building is significant because it was the only medieval cathedral in Scotland to make it through the Reformation. Due to a legacy of land and money, the King of Scotland and the town councillors came to an agreement to look after the Cathedral.
The building was once a Roman Catholic cathedral but was converted into a protestant cathedral at the time of the Scottish Reformation
|Up the steps, Glasgow Cathedral|
|Lecturn, Glasgow Cathedral|
It seems another one of my obsessions to photograph Eagle Lecturns in Cathedrals ... Chester, Bangor, Sheffield ...... haha
On leaving the Cathedral it was time for my last and most grim location of the day, The Necropolis.
Crossing over the valley on "The Bridge of Sighs", the Victorian deceased and the modern tourist are met by this structure that welcomes them. The inscription above the closed door reads...
"The adjoining bridge was erected by The Merchants house of Glasgow to afford a proper entrance to their new cemetery combining convenient access to the grounds with suitable decoration yo the venerable cathedral &surrounding scenery to unite the tombs of many generations who have gone before with the resting places destined for generations yet unborn whee the ashes of all shall repose until the resurrection of the just when that which is born a natural body shall be raised a spiritual body when this corruptible must put on incorruption when this mortal must put on immortality when death is swallowed up in victory. A.D. MDCCCXXXIII "Blessed is the man who trusteth in God and whose hope the Lord is"
|Tombstone, Glasgow Necropolis|
In 1831 a competition was held to transform Fir Park into a cemetery with a few prizes ranging from £10 - £50. The winner was announced and a landscape gardener was given the task to bring the plans to reality.
At this point in the day I just wanted to be transported out of this place (maybe the weather didn't help) and back to the railway station...
Unfortunately when I arrived on my own steam, it seemed that my real time machine wasn't going anywhere as there turned out to be a 90min delay due to fallen overhead power cables further south than I was going.
It might have been better using a nearby TV Doctor Who style Police box for time travel ... bringing me back from the 6th and 12th century if nothing else !! ..... 3 types of tardis in the last 3 images haha