Oops A Daisy

 Song - Slip Slidin’ Away by Paul Simon

Day 19 - May 18

In the morning we drove to the beautiful Glasgow Cathedral which we had visited in 2017. After numerous tries at a variety of parking lots in the area that would only accept many pounds of change for each hour (no credit cards) we decided to park in the nearby hospital parking garage which turned out to be free!  

While the cathedral is a bit of amazing architecture and beauty, we were really looking forward to visiting the lower church but it was closed.  Most churches are built upon another church or place of worship that had been destroyed for some reason but Glasgow Cathedral still has its lower church. The present day Cathedral was dedicated in 1197. 

1. Oops - Lower church sealed off

Papa chair, Mama chair, Brothers chair and baby’s chair

My Grandad John was born & lived just a few blocks from the Cathedral in a  Tenement building on Rotton Row which is now part of the Strathclyde University.

Rotten Row on the corner of Weaver Street in the 1950-60’s before they were torn down. My Grandad lived next to the pub. 

The same corner today

And while looking for a parking spot earlier we drove 2. Oops - by Henry Grieve’s, my 3rd great-grandfather’s address - 9 Shuttle Street.

We jumped onto a HoHo Bus (Hop on Hop off bus) that takes you around Glasgow for 90 minutes. 

3. Oops! Unfortunately the upper level was full and we had to sit downstairs and we forgot to pick up our headphones to listen to the city tour until 15 minutes into our drive.

I so wanted to see some of the famous Glasgow murals but 4. Oops! - the bus didn’t do a shout out to many of them and I was on the wrong side of the bus for any photos. 

After a warm 90 minute bus ride we got off back at the Cathedral and walked to the hospital to find our car. We then drove about 20 minutes north to Sighthill Cemetery where my 3rd Great-grandparents are buried. 

But as we drove higher and higher up to the top of the cemetery we realized that someone or something didn’t want us to explore any further.  (Cue creepy music here)

On several roads there were headstone pieces in the center of the road where even Mr. B couldn’t budge them and o. Others there were tree branches that we couldn’t drive over.  So someone or something didn’t want us to continue our journey. 

5. Oops! -we spent hours there and could not find the family head stone even though I had a photo of it! Mr. B was such a trooper driving up and down many rows looking with me. 

We returned to our hotel to have a cocktail out on the back patio in the sunshine and then we had a great dinner in the bar. 

After more than 3 weeks, I had a cheeseburger and it was delicious,

“Well Lassie that’s the First event of the Scottish Highland Games“ 

- Jim says to Jeanette after loading our heavy luggage into our car