Köln to Glasgow in a day.

The altar in the Sakramentskapelle of the Madonna in den Trümmern, Kõln. Unfortunately my brain can only interpret it as the control column of a Catholic TARDIS.

Kirk, our host* in Mannheim, is not impressed. * non-executive superintendent of our hosts #ProofOfCat

Great marketing decisions of the early C20th: Zeppelinwurst. 1. Notice that your sausage is the same shape as a Zeppelin. 1b. STOP SNIGGERING AT THE BACK PLEASE. 2. Sell it in tins that are shaped like neither a sausage nor a Zeppelin. 3. Profit?

Me *contemplating object on the restaurant wall*: I suppose that in sculptural terms, a trophy head is basically a sort of bust. Long-suffering life partner: ... I guess so? Me: So would the people who make things like that be goat busters? LSLP: LSLP: I hate you.

Lindau, the Saltcoats of Bavaria.

One for the fluid-dynamicists. Surfers on the artificially assisted standing wave where the Eisbach — part of München's extensive system of buried millstreams — enters the Englischen Garten.

For fans of dubious relics, I present Saints Munditia (below; patron of spinsters) and Elmo (above; patron of sailors, intestinal diseases, and Muppets). Eyes: presumably not models' own.

My dad has shared this cursèd object discovered in the veg rack. I am reviewing my opinions about the transmigration of souls, at least as it applies to former Prime Ministers.

I'll be away next weekend, so you can have this image of Glasgow Fair [A. King, 1849, via Glasgow Museums] a week early. (Hey: it's better than some stuff you're likely to see on the streets today.) More fun from the fair in about the same period here: new-cleckit.dominie.scot/a-visit-to-v...

Another view of that tall space beneath the M8 Kingston Bridge approach, a kind of cathedral to the internal combustion engine.

When you've just put your autoreply on and your inbox tries to attract your attention one last time. [BL Harley MS 603]

I'd guess that this was the explanatory diagram for a panorama: Henry Barker exhibited a panorama of "Grand Cairo" at his premises on Leicester Square in 1809/10, and panoramas typically went on tour after showing in London.

Under the M8.

Yes, that view again.

Kids These Days Learn The Wrong Things In School (1891 edition).

Here's the combined municipal water supply scheme as of 1936, incorporating the Gorbals and the extended Loch Katrine systems. [Glasgow Corporation, "The Water Supply of Glasgow 1836-1936"]

Today's unexpected municipal discovery is that Glasgow had a small number of women voters up until the 1840s — not for Council elections but in for elections to the almost equally powerful Police Board. Source: S C Oliver (1995) theses.gla.ac.uk/76304/

Are there any sea friends that Octopus could make in the maps section?

Here, for example, is Milngavie C1, a water-treatment zone that could give the historic county of Cromartyshire a run for its money.

People who follow me for the Glasgow nerd stuff, please enjoy this map of the Gorbals Gravitation Water Company system, from John Burnet's "History of the Water Supply to Glasgow" (1869).

"Roberto d' Evereux, Conte d' Essex"! [Milngavie and Bearsden Herald, 14 September 1957]

I was not previously aware that post-War Germany had suffered from a plague of spurious aristocrats, many of them engaged in the old advantageous-marriage scam. (If anyone feels like making that the premise of a book or drama, call it "Von for the Money". We can split the royalties.)

Silent fireworks (the only good sort).

Aha! Finally found the ecclesiastial power supply for this.

Guests learned not to walk in on Reginald when he was in the middle of changing his head.

On the strut. 🪶

Oor Wallie is free from scaffolding again. I'm not sure he's happy about it.