It's Thursday 24th April and I'm propping the bar up at a laidback craft ale haunt called Junkyard, that's tucked away down a ginnel off Weekday Cross, in Nottingham city centre. It's the beginning of five days away from the 'Media World' (paper shop). I sink a couple of beauties from the Pressure Drop stable, a brewery based in Tottenham, north London.
I make the short walk across the road to Pelham Street, where Nottingham's coolest music venue, The Bodega, is. My ticket is scanned on the door. Tony Mac is AWOL this evening. Well actually he's just around the corner at Fletchers restaurant, wining and dining with his wife. He's about to miss a treat on the music front.
Noisy, shouty, left-wing issues-based, Teesside collective, Benefits are in town, showcasing their new album Constant Noise. The right wing Press have been dishing out rave reviews in their Tory rags. Charismatic lead singer, Kingsley Hall, is at his angry best. He even takes a swipe at Sir Keir Starmer, which takes me by surprise. I manage a quick chat with an old work colleague (and ex boss) Scott Smith who is accompanied by Ergo Computing legend, Johnny Haslam. I'm back home by 10.30pm with a huge smile on my face after an electrifying performance from the north eastern Smoggies.
It's Friday morning and I'm grabbing a coffee and a bacon cob from the Hungry Pumpkin, a Lace Market family-owned cafe deli on High Pavement. I'm at the train station by 8.30. It's a three day trip up to Glasgow that Tony Mac and I have looked forward to for months now. I booked the tickets so far in advance that they are a steal at £44 each.
There's a 40 minute change at Manchester Piccadilly. We see three arrests by the police outside the station. One shoplifter in particular is distraught and in tears - it's so sad to see this played out in front of our eyes. The Trans Pennine Express train arrives at Glasgow Central at 2.30pm on the nose.
Mac has booked a plush apartment that forms part of the Glasgow Royal Infirmary - at least we won't have far to walk should one of us fall ill or have an accident. There are 12x CAMRA Heritage Pubs in the vicinity that I want to chalk off as well as a fair few Good Beer Guide entries.
Before checking-in at the digs we visit a few watering holes including Babbity Bowster which I have frequented on another occasion. I used to work for a company called Ideagen PLC, who sell governance, risk and compliance software - they are now a major sponsor for Nottingham Forest Football Club. They had an office up in East Kilbride, so I've spent a fair amount of time up here, but still have to cock my ear and listen intently when deciphering the dialect.
The plan was to go and watch a Scottish Championship top of the table clash between Partick and Falkirk. Unfortunately, for us, the match has been brought forward 24 hours to satisfy the TV companies. We've already bought tickets for a gig to be held on the same night.
We're in the dark and dingy basement of a venue called Room 2, on Nelson Mandela place. The drinks available are nothing to write home about. Local darkwave/electronic band, Mercy Girl, open up the gig. The main event is Bambara, a post punk/grunge band that hails from Athens, in Georgia, but who are now based in Brooklyn, New York. It's a blistering, high energy, boisterous set which is led and steered superbly by frontman Reid Bateh, who has the look of Elvis, with his black leather jacket, white T-shirt and snake hips. It's gone past midnight when we finally roll into bed (not together).
We're up, at 'em and having a Scottish breakfast by 9.30. The black pudding melts in the mouth, whilst the Americano is much-needed after a heavy day of travel on Friday. Glasgow has a superb underground rail system. £4,50 all day travel is great value. The first stop of the day is a HP pub called Brechins in the town of Govan, which was once famous for its shipyards. Brechins is open from nine in the morning and closes at teatime - it's more of a community pub that sadly doesn't sell real ale. It's early in the day, so we settle for half of Tennent's lager.
Ibrox is the next stop on the outer line. The football stadium is a short walk away. There's a statue of former manager Walter Smith as well as a number of memorials to people who lost their lives in several tragic incidents at the ground. In 1971, 66 supporters died following a crush on an exit stairway; over 200 people were injured too.
Lunchtime is spent in the smart town of Partick where we partake in a couple of beverages at some GBG pubs. It's a short train journey to Dumbarton, home to 'The Sons' and the infamous Dumbarton Rock that towers above the main stand.
Dumbarton are a club in crisis and are currently in administration. £122,000 has been raised in a crowdfunder. They are already relegated, but can play their part in how things will shape in the final standings. Annan Athletic, a Borders team, are today's visitors. Peter Shearstone, a fellow fan of Carlton Town, is a big supporter of the Galabankies.
It's sub standard fayre served up by both teams in the first half an hour. Clearances are shanked and chances are spurned. The visitors dominate proceedings, but somehow, totally against the run of play, 'The Sons' take the lead, much to the surprise and delight of most of the 581 in attendance.
There's the usual sending off that I tend to witness North of the Border; although this one is a tad harsh. An old warrior of a centre forward restores parity for the visitors. The game is suspended with 15 minutes remaining as a fire alarm has gone off. We all end up on the pitch which affords us a bird's eye view of the Dumbarton Rock. Once the game restarts 'The Sons' score two further goals to confirm Annan's fate, which will be a relegation play-off game. My mate Pete won't be happy. There's time for a quick drink at the 'Spoons in the town centre before boarding a train and heading up to Hillhead, Kelvinbridge and back into Glasgow city centre. It's gone midnight again when we finally return to base camp.
It's a lot warmer on Sunday as we take a wander and a gander at the superb street art and statues that are dotted around Glasgow. We have a posh breakfast at Cafe Gandolfi, with its high ceilings and old world vibe. We take a ride out on the overhead train to the town of Shettleston. We are greeted by a friendly old drunk in the doorway of The Railway Tavern - we can't understand a word he says.
We jump on another train to the town of Paisley, which is famous for its weaving industry, with its name given to the Paisley shawl and Paisley pattern. The actors Tom Conti and Gerard Butler were born here, as were the footballers Owen Coyle and Gordon 'Jukebox' Durie.
It's an impressive town with some superb buildings. Four pubs are ticked off before returning to Glasgow in time for the second half of the FA Cup semi final between Manchester City and Nottingham Forest. We chance upon a table close to a TV that's mounted upon a wall at the Drum and Monkey, a grand old building that was once a bank. Forest are magnificent in the second half, but once again Gibbs-White achilles heel is his finishing.
We wander the streets of Glasgow in the evening ticking off more historical pubs. We're so far out of town that we have to UBER it back to Ben Nevis (the pub not the mountain). We finish up at a Spoons before the long slog back to the digs with just a Sainsbury's cheese and ham sandwich for company.
Attendance: 581
Man of the Match: Tony Mac. Planned the trip superbly
Best Beer Supped this Week: Lincoln Green, Hang in There
Best Song Heard on the Radio: Father John Misty - I Guess Time Just Makes Fools of Us
