Today I inadvertently scared my neighbour when I stuck my tongue out at her in the local park. JP automatically sticks his tongue out whenever we go outside and, not knowing I had an audience, I decided to do the same and taste Glasgow’s finest Queens Park air! Strong brewery hops, hint of heavy rain on warm pavement mixed with wafts of cinnamon from Allison Street. Had it been the skate board carrying ‘hoody’ on his way to the ‘rec’ it would have merited a slap, but wielding my new baby, I was relieved she found it funny and put it down to some strange new form of baby blues.
