Friday, September 09, 2005

Glasgow

I always found Glasgow one of the world's best drinking towns. It appears in 1956, according to Fodor's, things were a wee bit different:

The licensing regulations in Glasgow are not merely idiotic, they are designed with the anachronistic intention of reducing drinking to a barbarian level. You may be unfortunate to encounter this puratanical attitude even in a first-class restaurant, when last drinks must be ordered by 2:30 p.m and cleared from the table by 3pm. There is nothing anyone can do about this, apparently it is the law, and the law in Glasgow is not merely an ass, it is a boor also. Coffee-houses are a feature of Glasgow's social life, survivals of an era when presumably they made good coffee.