A Scorching Day at the Worlds and a Scorching Performance from Field Marshal Montgomery
I sat through all of the Grade 1 band performances on the Friday at the Worlds. I sought refuge at the back of the south-facing stand where overhanging trees afforded a little shade from oppressive sunshine. It meant I was further away from the action. Bear that in mind when you read my comments. A few general points on the two days. Firstly Glasgow Life need to get a life…
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