Edited by Jim McCrory, Wednesday 10 June 2026 at 20:07
Ae Fond Kiss
The warm spring morning came calling. My wife and I set out for a visit to the Glasgow Art Gallery and Museum. Afterwards, we sat in Kelvingrove with our foldaway chairs and a picknick.
We were conscious of the man about 20 yards away who lay snoring with a towel covering his eyes. Someone came along with a wiry Scotch Terrier. The dog immediately rummaged through our bags looking for treats.
‘I’m so sorry, I can’t take him anywhere,’ the owner said as he pulled the dog from our bag.
‘No problem,’ I replied.
The dog set off on the direction of the snoring man and immediately began frantically liking his face. He woke up startled saying, ‘What the…!’
‘Sorry, Big Man,’ the dog owner said, then continued, ‘It’s just that he fancies you.’
Ae Fond Kiss
Ae Fond Kiss
The warm spring morning came calling. My wife and I set out for a visit to the Glasgow Art Gallery and Museum. Afterwards, we sat in Kelvingrove with our foldaway chairs and a picknick.
We were conscious of the man about 20 yards away who lay snoring with a towel covering his eyes. Someone came along with a wiry Scotch Terrier. The dog immediately rummaged through our bags looking for treats.
‘I’m so sorry, I can’t take him anywhere,’ the owner said as he pulled the dog from our bag.
‘No problem,’ I replied.
The dog set off on the direction of the snoring man and immediately began frantically liking his face. He woke up startled saying, ‘What the…!’
‘Sorry, Big Man,’ the dog owner said, then continued, ‘It’s just that he fancies you.’