Err, is there anyone here either?...

So here's the thing:

You'll see that we finished up our little podcast in February of this year. It's now closing in on the end of 2014. That's a ferr bit later.

"What's the relevance of that", you ask?

Well I'll tell you, seeing as how you asked. It's just that, even though we've not gone near a microphone for about eight long months, you wacky folk are still downloading the last one we did. Even more weirdly you're also still downloading the other episodes we spewed out into the ether.

I mean, what's wrong with you all?

The reason I'm writing this, therefore, is to test the water and gauge whether it'd be worth resurrecting Glasgow Generations. Anyone up for it? I know Faither is!

So let me know here and via the site, or on my Twitter orFacebook, and if more than one person replies we'll have a think.

In the meantime, if you're missing my dulcit tones you'll be delighted to know that I'm in the middle of recording an audiobook edition of Wee Glesca, my pocket guide to Glasgow that, again pretty weirdly, raced to become the number one best-selling Glasgow travel guide on Amazon. Who'd have thunk it, eh?

Click here for the download edition

Click here to find it on Amazon

So arrabest and (maybe) see y'all again sometime soon!

The Twelfth - "Potatoes"

The Twelfth: "Potatoes".

Coming only 18 months following our last venture into cyberspace, Faither and I bring you our promised episode about football. Well, except it's actually about food. Stealing excerpts from Maw Broon's nutritious cookbook we make stomachs either rumble or turn with talk of pieces and dripping, finnan haddie, rabbit stew, stovies, and even something pretty rude called 'tickling trout'.

We're glad to be back in your ears again so please let us know your own Glasgow food tales and check back soon (or in a few years...) for our next episode. About football?

Return of the beast

Hello again, remember us?

You may remember us from such podcast episodes as Speedway, Rabbits and Muscular.  Classic episodes! Well, for those of you wondering where we've been since August 2012, wonder no more, because we've dusted off the old machinery (otherwise known as "Faither"), applied some WD40, and planned a brand sparkling new episode tomorrow evening.

We promised the last time an episode about football in the old days in Glasgow.  So you'll be pleased to note that in honest fulfilment of that promise, we'll be talking about food.  So get the table set, tuck in your napkin, and settle down for a nourishing meal of nonsensical drivel.

We're back, so check back here in a few days once we've remembered how to upload the thing, and let us know what you think once the episode is ready.

The Eleventh: "Speedway".

In our new show recorded surprisingly soon after the last one (we must have been confused and thought another year had passed), Faither sets forth on another aimless trek along the dusty annals of his withering memory. This time it's about entertainment in ol' Glesca, including going to the Shawfield Dogs and Speedway, roller-skating at the Denny Pally, and crossing aloofly whilst skating in Crossmyloof.

We also start down a road we've been avoiding for some time, as we've known it could very well lead to endless soapboxing and statistical analysis - yup, fitba makes its first appearance, and halfway through we sensibly decide to put it off for another show, so if you hate the subject, feel free to skip the next one!

The Tenth: "Rabbits"

The Tenth: "Rabbits".

In this, the tenth instalment of our regular fortnightly podcast, Faither yaps about holidays in and around Glasgow. So as you can imagine, this involves stories about hunting for small change on the beach, skinning rabbits at scout camp, and, of course, saving up all year to afford a taxi ride to the train station. Nowt like today's expensive breaks to sunnier climates for him, no siree. Up there on his soapbox he'd much prefer the good old summer days of being chucked out the house at 9am and not allowed back in until teatime.

Feel free to give us some of your own holiday memories at glasgowgenerations@gmail.com. Thanks for continuing to listen, despite the content...

The Ninth: "Muscular"

The Ninth: "Muscular".

This one was supposed to be all about Glasgow's unfortunate tag as the "No Mean City", but as expected, we digress into the usual nonsense including the Burns Howf and the Muscular Arms, Maggie Bell and Stone the Crows, playing "jorries" and working out what "gird wi a cleet" means. Charlie gets corrected once again by our ever-vigilent listeners, and we yap about the only cinema in Glasgow that was located up a close.

Don't worry though, we do manage to cram in a minute or two about the dark crimes and gangs of old, and Charlie even recalls with fondness the only time he was beaten up as an adult. So it all ends well really...

The Eighth: "Dizzy"

The Eighth: "Dizzy".

In an embarrassing family meltdown of an episode, Faither takes us through his drunken exploits at the Majestic, the Locarno and various other haunts from ol' Glesca in the 50s and 60s, including what happened when the dance halls closed and everyone staggered into midnight mass.

This one was supposed to be all about music though, so as usual, that guarantees that we stay on the subject for at least two minutes. Keep the emails coming into glasgowgenerations@gmail.com and we'll try and prompt the auld yin to keep him on track next time...