Clark kent

SAD to hear of the death of Sir Arnold Clark who was always good  company at any charity dinner I saw him at. A reader once told us: “Arnold himself once served me at a dealership on Paisley Road  – I think he still liked to keep his hand in. I didn’t see anything I liked and went to the next dealership which, of course, was another Arnold Clark garage.

“As I was talking to the salesman Arnold himself appeared as he  must have been touring all his places. He saw me and said, ‘Nice  to see you again’. The salesman asked if I knew Mr Clark and I quickly replied that of course I did, and what kind of deal could he offer me on the car I was looking at.”

Sticky situation

AND we recall being at Oran Mor where Texan singer Jesse Dayton asked the audience: “Who the hell is Arnold Clark and what’s he standing for?” He had seen all the yellow stickers for Arnold in the back of cars and assumed he was standing for office. Added Jesse: “The only other guy with more stickers on cars is back in Texas where ‘Willie Nelson For President’ stickers are really popular.” 

Why don’t you all fade away

GREAT concert by The Who at Glasgow’s Hydro at the weekend, with the audience being a little on the mature side for a rock concert. As Pete Townshend announced before one of their numbers: “This is one for the over-65s in the audience.” He then went straight into their classic My Generation.

Voting for Spartacus

ELECTION literature beginning to arrive through the doors for the council elections next month. Broadcaster Muriel Gray picks  up the leaflet for the Tory candidate in Glasgow’s Partick and Kelvindale, a Tony Curtis, and declares: “Frankly, if the Labour candidate isn’t Kirk Douglas I’ll be rather disappointed.”

A ray of sunshine

PEOPLE spending too much time on their electronic devices? As Ben confesses: “Loads of people talking about ‘the lovely weather’  at the weekend. I couldn’t find  it on Netflix or Amazon Prime though.”

Currying favour

A GLASGOW reader swears to us he was in a west end pub at the weekend where a woman was bemoaning her inability to find a decent boyfriend. Eventually her pal told her: “Why don’t you ask out the guy who delivered your curry last night? At least you know he’s got a car, a job, and access to curry.”

Child’s play

OUR tales about the good points and bad points of having children brings forth an email from a Jordanhill reader: “A definite benefit of having kids is how you’re able to use them as an excuse to suddenly cancel things  at the last minute you don’t want to go to.”

Big lump in the office

I KNEW it was a bad idea to look up when a colleague  arrived at  my desk. “Someone left a huge lump of Play-Doh in my living room,” he announced.

“ I don’t know what to make of it.”