I really just wanted the title to alliterate.
A recent post on JT Eberhard's blog, about a renovated church, made me think of the church in Ibrox I went to through my teens. I would love to still attend every Sunday morning, but my doctor advised me against it until I was able to get an operation tightening the ligaments in my wrists. Which, incidentally, I might be getting this year... on the other hand, I might not.
This was my church though:
Or if we go inside:
Awesome, eh? You can have a 360º look around the place online, which is spiffy. Just in case you plan on swinging by Glasgow any time soon and want a boulder.