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About Glasgow

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, baker by trade, man of few words, and I hate everything. Sex-dating? What a damn mess. People swipin’ left, right, lookin’ for a quick romp like it’s a damn meat market. I’m kneadin’ dough, thinkin’, “Why bother with this crap?” Then I remember *Carol*—that movie’s my jam. “I don’t know what I want,” Carol says, and hell, that’s sex-dating in a nutshell. Nobody knows squat, just fumblin’ around, hopin’ for a spark.

Discover our cities

One more local pub crawl that has been pretty well gatekept is the Eccles ‘Golden Mile’, boasting 15 boozers along a one mile stretch, rivalling its Didsbury counterpart − with generally cheaper .

First off, I had a meeting at the Eccles Town Hall. You know, the big ol’ building on the corner of the High Street? Yeah, that one. I’m there, all ready to talk about community events, and guess what? The fire alarm goes off! Like, really? In the middle of my pitch? I’m standing there, trying to keep my cool, but inside I’m like, “This is a disaster!” Everyone’s rushing out, and I’m just trying to gather my notes. Classic me, right?

Poet Mike Garry to perform ‘Soundbite’ at Eccles Library