WHO says nostalgia is a thing of the past?

The Facebook page Lost Glasgow has encouraged folk to reminisce about Glasgow curries after publishing a picture of the old Kohinoor restaurant in Gibson Street before it fell down into the Kelvin. We particularly liked Ross Flett who recalled: "My most memorable night there was a very busy Friday night. Myself and two mates were given a table beside a very drunk lad asleep in his seat with his untouched curry in front of him. After a long wait for our curries we started to sample his. Low and behold our table-mate awoke and all hell broke lose."

TALKING of Facebook, many folk have taken up the challenge to reveal seven things about themselves people might not know. We were amused by one female journalist who confided: "I used to be a football reporter for WestSound radio and once had to deliver a match report over the pay-phone (remember them?) while a player stood grinning, stark naked in front of me."

Any other favourites you've come across?

A television fan phones to tell us: "Did you know that the BBC's Casualty is now half-way through its 29th series? To try to keep it realistic they are now treating patients who have been on trolleys in A&E since the first series."

WE have run smartly into tales of foreign toilets for some reason, and Moira Murray explains: "I was in Paris with a tour group when one of the couples needed to use a street kiosk loo. Showing a mean streak to avoid paying again, as the wife came out, the husband went in quickly before the door closed.

"He had an unexpected, and very embarrassing, cold, disinfectant soaking. How we know-alls laughed!"

OF course it takes a rugby fan to lower the tone a tad. As Norry Wilson confides: "Once in a Paris bar for the rugby, I was in my kilt, and the loo was one of the hole-in-the-floor affairs. Having attended to my business, I turned around to pull the chain, looked down the hole, and looked on in short-sighted terror as my specs slid off my nose and straight down the drain.

"After I had been gone some time, my brother found me stripped to the waist, kneeling on the footpads, with my arm shoulder-deep in the cludgie.

"The specs were successfully retrieved."

A FEW folk have been off their work recently with with all sorts of winter bugs. Not pleasant for them. However there is the occasional malingerer amongst them. A reader on the train into Glasgow heard a young woman tell her pal: "The day before I throw a sickie, I go into work without any make-up on."

A WEST End reader swears to us that she met a pal who worked in set design with a theatre company and she asked how the job was going, but he explained that he had been made redundant. She claims he then added: "They paid me off and asked me to leave without making a scene."

A COLLEAGUE feels the need to come over and interrupt us with: "You should have a look at the website for ventriloquists. It's at guggleyew, guggleyew, guggleyew dot."

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"So why buy it?" asks Foster Evans.