Originally Posted by
jannie_versace
Having been born and raised in Aberdeen, spent four years living in Glasgow over two separate stints and now living in neither, I feel well-placed to mount a critique of 'the uks [sic] greatest city' and those who inhabit it. The place itself is fine enough, plenty nice swathes of green parkland, the rugged banks of the Kelvin, some cracking architecture, a plethora of decent boozers. Much of this finery is largely undone by its citizens, however, imbued with one the planet's nippiest and most unfortunate accents, right up there with the scousers, at times incomprehensible... which is probably just as well as 90% of the content is filtered through the tedious prism of the old firm, the remaining 10% a vaguely annoying attempt at good-natured bonhomie, an inbred 'humour' with its very own self-appointed name, 'the Glasgow patter'. Anyone beset by the misfortune to have been subjected to this will know it is wholly unacceptable and will go out of their way never to repeat the crude experience. There does exist the odd exception to the rule, of course (Mason89 himself is one of the good ones) but still the above is an inescapable truth and provides good reason to avoid the place as much as possible. The odd visit can be enjoyable but the palpable sense of relief that inevitably accompanies leaving speaks volumes.