> Quickly tiring of the limited attractions offered by the East coast dump that is Edinburgh, Silvercup took a day out to visit the city of shining light and goodness that is Glasgow. Much to her chagrin, she ran into me.

I practically went to Glasgow to meet you. However, even if I hadn't met you, I still would've had fun, just not as much.

> Working along the lines of my usual Saturday tactics, i.e. accosting every blonde in sight, I found her fairly quickly - in fact she was the first person I approached. Having described myself as accurately as possible down the phone the previous day (skinny, bald, glasses, mad-looking), she got over her initial nausea and the urge to run screaming over the horizon at the sight of me impressively quickly.

Had you been wearing a kilt like you said you alsmot did, I probably would have been surprised.

> Sometimes, when the soldiers at Edinburgh Castle get bored, they fire a garden gnome out of the one o' clock gun. (FALSE)

I wish I could say that I had actually believed you, but due to your accent, I had no idea that's what you had said. I thought you said they shoot the cannon, but I missed the part about the gnome.

> The Art Gallery/Museum was built back to front, and the aerchitect committed suicide because of it. (TRUE)

I was reading that leaflet from the museum, and I didn't say anything about that. In fact, the first of the two architects died at least 11 years after it was built.

> But then again, he never ran down a field wielding a big sword so it's not really interesting history, now is it?

Of course not.

> You can still legally kill a Scotsman in certain part of England.

In York, actually. If you're standing on top of the northern gate, n resident of York can shoot a Scotsman with a crossbow. However, crossbows are illegal in York.

> The result? A Tunnocks Teacake (circle of biscuit topped with a dome of gooey cream, all covered in chocolate), A Tunnocks Caramel wafer (defies description), a Snowball (NOT the cocktail - discarded after it got crushed in my bag), and the crowniong glory, a can of Irn Bru.

I wanted to ask you about that Caramel- can I get that anywhere else? I ate it in the airport and immediately wanted another. I couldn't find one; it made me very depressed.

> The high point of the visit was Irn Bru. Silvercup actually sniffed it as if testing for poison before trying a sip. The verdict?
>
> "I've had worse drinks."

As Beasty said, it was much better than Moxie. At least I finished the can of Irn Bru. I'd probably even drink it again.

> And that's it. My very first Rinkmeet*.

My first as well. But I get to go to Round 2 today, in about an hour.

Sil"My weekend rocked"vercup