After all the hoo ha and angry bellowing from the shallow end of the gene pool in Glasgow the other night, I read about something wonderful that happened the next day. Apparently a spontaneous outburst of generosity occurred during a peace rally in George Square. Peace campaigners were talking about a food bank that they ran and soon after, bags of food started arriving, donated by passers by. By the end of Saturday there were hundreds of bags of food and on Sunday there were even more. The generosity of Glasgow people never fails to amaze me. This is the Glasgow that I know and love and the people, whose sarcasm could cut you to the quick and leave you lying in a quivering heap, but whose hearts are made of pure gold.
|Bags of food delivered by generous passers-by in Glasgow's George Square|