Father time plays tricks
BUSY day yesterday as the clocks went forward, and it was also Mothering Sunday. Simon Caine argued: “The combination meant that mums got an hour less than 
dads will on Father’s Day. Classic patriarchy.”

Spanish inquisition
SEEMS the SNP and Labour rivalry in Glasgow is as bitter as ever. The SNP leader on Glasgow City Council, Susan Aitken, told our sister paper The Sunday Herald her ambition was to turn Glasgow into a city that ranks alongside Barcelona, Copenhagen and Berlin.
Immediately, Labour MSP Anas Sarwar took to social media to announce: “Stop talking us down. Don’t want Glasgow to be like Barcelona. I want Glasgow to be like Glasgow.”
And here we were looking forward to better weather, better food and better football.

Sad account
SAD news, the bank closures announced by the Royal Bank of Scotland. Says Alistair Moss: “Every time I pass the large screen advert for RBS, I keep thinking the guy with the telescope is struggling to find an open branch of the bank.” 

Making heavy weather of sun
CHANGEABLE weather at the weekend. As Jim Gordon told us on Saturday: “Drove into Glasgow along the M74. Glorious afternoon, not a cloud in the sky, outside temperature 17 degrees – and I drive past a gritter on the inside lane around Rutherglen spreading grit.”

Penny wise
A GLASGOW reader says he had to agree with the toper in his local bar at the weekend who opined: “People always say ‘He died penniless’, as 
if it’s a bad thing. Sounds like good timing to me.”

Long and winding road
RICHARD Blair at Edinburgh University tells us: “I think I’ve worked out why there are so many delivery vehicles on the roads.” He went online to track a parcel from Amazon, which explained to him it went from the depot in Dunfermline to Edinburgh, across country to Glasgow, then back to Edinburgh. Says Richard: “I think if you opt for free delivery they give the parcel 
a little vacation so it doesn’t arrive too soon.”

Number cruncher
WARNING: a trip down memory lane alert. Margery Dobson tells us: “The Herald’s Archive story about Duncan Macrae’s death 50 years ago mentioned James Bridie’s pantomime The Tintock Cup, which tickled my memory. I counted the letters in the title – 13. Was this the start of the Citz’ tradition of pantos with 13-letter titles, and can anyone remember any more? And didn’t one of them include the clippers song, ‘Haud tight, ferz please, move right up the car’?”

Stealing the spotlight
WE are interrupted by a colleague, but he’s from the arts desk so 
we are expecting a more cerebral level of interruption. He tells us: “Kleptomaniacs don’t understand puns because they keep taking things literally” before wandering off in his jacket with the elbow patches.

Old habits
GROWING old continued. A Renfrew reader emails: “Some days 
I still impress myself with what I can achieve in my old age. Other days 
I search for my phone while holding it.”