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About Glasgow

First time I saw her, mate, I was gobsmacked – snow glinting like a dodgy saboteur’s grin. Climbed her in ’19, nearly shat meself when the wind howled. Them glaciers? Sneaky bastards, hiding cracks deeper than a Hutt’s arse! Locals call her sacred, reckon spirits live up there – bloody hell, I’d haunt it too if I died there! Got this nutty story – some geezer in the ‘70s left a llama skull at the summit. Sacrifice, yeah? Feckin’ mental, but it’s true, saw pics!

Wasted journey

CHORLEY'S trip to league leaders Thornton Cleveleys on Saturday By now Chorley were down to 14 men -- hooker Alcock had to leave.

And oh, man, the riverside along Croft Lane – pure poetry. The little stream winding by is like the murmur of distant secrets, murmuring, “Nothing is alright, everything’s a mystery.” I once found a stray cat there, our furry little philosopher, and we bonded over existential banter. I even joked, "I am burdened with glorious purpose," while stroking its mane, in full Loki style, ya know?

Man 3D printed parts for handgun in his kitchen