I'm not going to get into the nature of the title, you're either going to get the reference and throw things at me or you won't – and probably still throw things at me. Let me set the scene: I was in the West End of Glasgow near the Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum and had just finished lunch in the excellent restaurant, Firebird, with a friend. We had been diving into cafés all morning as there had been regular short-lived, but rather heavy, showers. As we were waiting for a particularly heavy shower to pass before leaving Firebird and walking in to the centre of Glasgow to meet more friends, we decided that there was little chance of completing the thirty minute walk into the centre without becoming drenched, so we walked to the nearby Kelvinhall underground station instead. For those of you wondering what the underground is, you may be more familiar with terms like subway or metro.

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This morning I was travelling to a client site and, as it's Friday and I really could not be bothered with the traffic over the Kingston Bridge in Glasgow, I decided to take the train instead of drive. This is quite a normal option for me these days as I find it more relaxing and get some time to read. This morning was no different to any other journey. I parked my car on a side street near Lenzie station and enjoyed a pleasant walk in with the warming sun at my side, bought my tickets from the automated machine on the platform (which is going to have an entire article on its own one day soon) and boarded the train when it arrived a couple of minutes later. After approximately twelve minutes and several pages further on in A Project Guide to UX Design, the train arrived at Glasgow Queen Street and I began to walk to Glasgow Central for the train to Giffnock where my clients are conveniently located just around the corner.

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