Glasgow is a great city.
I’ve played in Birmingham and Manchester where there are supporters of rival clubs too. You have to adjust to your surroundings. You can’t go wandering around Glasgow in the wrong areas. As a Celtic player you can’t do that.
Scotland – and Glasgow – is a tough place to play football and a lot of big names have come up here and not produced.
One of the attributes Glasgow is best known for all over the world is the friendliness of her people.
When we started in the late 70s, I don’t think it’s unfair to say Glasgow was on its knees. It was the end of the industrial age and it really was looking to find itself. It had to reinvent itself. And Simple Minds have had to constantly reinvent themselves. So has Glasgow.
I’m a kid from housing estate in Glasgow.
Glasgow’s not a media center. When you’re there, when you’re hanging about, you feel quite detached from musical movements or fashions or anything like that. You do feel quite alone, in a good way.
Glasgow is a strange place. If you don’t have someone close to you looking out for you, your head will wander.
Where I lived in Glasgow looked like Dresden after the war. It was a bomb site. I don’t think I’d ever played football on grass until I moved to Australia.
I’m pretty happy with the two cities I call home now – Glasgow and New York. But I’d like to give Paris a shot.
I have got the best of both worlds; growing up in Edinburgh and now living outside Glasgow.
Because I came from a small town outside Glasgow, nobody from my school had ever gone into the acting profession. It was just something you didn’t do. You joined the bank or became a teacher or whatever you did.
I actually went to drama school at the Royal Scottish Academy of Music & Drama in Glasgow, so I stayed in my home town the whole time. However, I see more of my friends now than I did then. It’s strange.
At the moment, my mother is the only one left in Glasgow, although it’s certainly my home.
I really love Glasgow. It reminds me of Boston in parts.
I’ve been in Glasgow since I was 18, on and off.
I am half Scottish. My father is an expat from Glasgow, and on my mother’s side there’s a bit of French, a bit of Scottish, a bit of Irish.
I cannot wait to come back to Glasgow. I know the place like the back of my hand. In fact, one of the jobs I had as a student was in Cineworld. And I was always at gigs in King Tut’s, Nice ‘n’ Sleazy’s and the Barras. I played Ultimate Frisbee down on Glasgow Green and pulled pints in O’Neill’s on Queen Street.
When I was deputy chairman I could travel from Glasgow to Edinburgh without leaving Tory land. In a two-week period I covered every constituency in which we had an MP. There were 14. Now we have only one. We appear to have given up.
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