The Finishing Touches
Just a week or two to go before the formal opening of Ö÷²¥´óÐã Scotland's H.Q. at and now there's evidence that this actually is our new home. I was about to comment on the simple and understated signage above the entrace door, but when I turned the corner I saw the 'Ö÷²¥´óÐã Scotland' branding on the Clyde-side face of the building. The letters were so big they reminded me of those old movie poster for Ben Hur. It's what they call 'visibility' and should help all those taxi drivers who still think we're working at Queen Margaret Drive.
This past Saturday Ö÷²¥´óÐã Scotland staff were invited to bring family and friends into the building for a tour. Naturally I piled Mrs Z. and the Zedettes into the car and we shot down the A9 in time to join the fun. A life-sized walking Pudsey was the big hit with the children, followed closely by the chance to be photographed next to an actual Tardis.
As for me, well, I got the chance of a wee sit-down on the Rev. I.M. Jolly's chair.So, musn't grumble.
