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Photo Diary Part I
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'Twas a brisk March morning when the brave group ventured forth. For many, it was to be their first subcrawl: for some, it was to be their last - BWAAHAAHAAHAAHAA!
St Enoch - the start of the Sub. How young we looked then, how innocent...
Mercifully,the illumination in the Laurieston left something to be desired
Playing "Mr Pointy" in the lounge of the Honours Three
Two group studies in sunny Cessnock
Smiles all round after escaping the Stadium Bar more or less intact
The relaxed expressions show that everyone is comfortable being in Govan
No, we don't know who the bloke on the end is either...
...but a dramatic exit ensued when he pulled out a chainsaw
Monopolising the wee room in the back of The Dolphin
By the time we reached Curlers in Hillhead, we were kinda mellow...(and yes folks, that is Frank Skinner!)
...but outside at the station, we could still look as hard as nails
Two hardy souls brave the Escalator of Doom
Copyright the estate of Edward Munch
Later, much later, in Macintosh's
Three of the Sub Squad (plus a dwarf) strike a pose as they await the arrival of the last train, but the others aren't impressed
The definitive "tunnel-shot"
Post-curry delight as the crew find something that's sure to increase their pulling chances (that's the rose, not the junior jaikie in the middle)
Copyright the estate of Edward Hopper