I only found out about the Govan Stones the other day when I picked up the car and I thought, I think I’ll have a wee look.

Mum is from Govan and I do have a memory of going there with Ma when I was very young going to pick up orange juice at a big building near the docks. The building is still standing, but I’m not sure what it does these days.

Before going to see the stones I went for lunch, lentil soup and a cheese and black pudding roll, bloody marvellous. Filled a space and warned me up because today was rather chilly.

The Govan Stones were discovered in the church grounds and graveyard and some date back to the 8th century and many have Viking influences. I thought when I walked into the church of would be a relief from the cold but it seemed colder in than oot.