I remember being slightly horrified in my early clubbing days, my favourite destination of a Friday night was Maestro in Scott Street upside the Art School. I had my mom who was at the Art School in the 1940s. She said she said, where are you going? I found this really good new trendy night club full of my tribe. And mum said where is it? Scott Street on the side of the Art School, and she said, Oh, we used to go dancing in there in the 1940s. I was absolutely horrified that this exciting underground venue that I discovered, had been my mom’s hangout 40 years previously. Yeah, I’d say Yeah. Like likewise, it’s probably my favourite interior in Glasgow. Yes, it’s like big trusses, all that glass, the kind of the feel of it, and all the people passing through, the busyness of it. I absolutely love it. Because you know, you’re in a big city when you’re in that space. Yet you have to you have to accept the change is going to happen. I mean, it is fascinating that that aspect of Glasgow does, does fascinate me because Glasgow strikes me as being tremendously unsentimental with itself. You know, that whole sections of the of the city were bulldozed. And there were some protests about it, but, but not as much as in other places. Because people actually were looking forward to a future. So there’s, there’s that kind of unscented mentality and hardness about it. But then after the event, everybody gets dead sentimental about it. And actually, you’re actually quite sentimental after all, because they’re remembering what what it was that that they lost. Lost Glasgow - More than Memories opened on Thursday and organisers hope it will "cover everything from the majestic to the mundane, from the city's great buildings to its more humble corners". The Empire also provided the inspiration for the song ‘ Scotland the Brave’ as the lyrics were written by the late Cliff Hanley in 1951 for a musical revue at the theatre.

Developed into homes in the early ‘00s, Sylvesters was where a whole generation of Glaswegians probably had their first drink. Just brilliant photographs that nobody else has seen before because so many of us, myself included, we’ve all got a shoebox in the bottom of the wardrobe, full of old family photographs that you never look at and you assume that no-one else is interested in but, as soon as you actually start showing them to people, folk start commenting on the fashions of the day or saying, “Oh, my Mum had a coat like that” or “God, that looks like my Dad” sort of thing. As soon as you start showing people old photographs, they come to life. Old photographs are there to be looked at. It’s that sort of strange thing in Glasgow. If you tap anyone on the shoulder, and say, “Are you interested in architecture and social history?” They’d shrug their shoulders and walk on. But, if you tap anybody on the shoulder in Glasgow and say “Do you want to hear a really good story?”, they’re, like, “Oh, yeah. I want to know. What’s the story? The brainchild of city leisure entrepreneur Ken McCulloch, who today runs a global hotel empire, Charlie Parkers sold itself on it exclusivity. Outside, a brass plaque, bearing the pub’s name, was all the advertising the venue needed. Eh, it’s one of these strange things because obviously with the rise of the Internet and social media and online dating and all the rest of it, the historic meeting dating game has probably changed beyond all recognition. It certainly has, from my teenage years there’s something I think, to me at least fairly sterile about that, because there’s, there’s nothing beats that sort of magic moment on a Friday or Saturday night when you, you catch somebody’s eye and there’s that awkward sort of dancing around each other. Trying out your best moves and your best part and hoping that you’ll land a lumber.Glasgow isn't short of pubs, though some of the best boozers the city has seen have disappeared from our streets over the years. Okay, final question for you and it’s another loaded one. What is your favourite building in Glasgow? And why? And what would it tell you if its walls good talk? I mean, years ago, Queen Street was the west end of Glasgow and then as the city developed a bit further, Buchanan Street became the west end of Glasgow.

Definitely. I mean, the period of late-60s and early 70s, when the motorway was blasted through the city and the Kingston Bridge and all the rest of it. I mean, that really did change the city forever. The M8 is, to use a sort of cliched phrase, it’s a scar that’ll never heal and it basically severed the city centre, the West End, severed a big bit of the southside from each other, severed big bits of the north side from each other. I mean, it wiped out huge bits of Townhead, huge bits of the southside, basically the whole of old Anderston, which, up until then, had been, yeah, living, thriving communities.

They used an armchair as a springboard, a sofa base as a vaulting horse and a mattress as a crash mat - safety first. When we posted a story about Wilson’s Zoo, a menagerie which once occupied a now-vanished church in Oswald Street, we heard possibly the most bizarre story we’ve ever been sent. The star of the ‘zoo’, which used to house laughing hyenas, baboons, and all sorts of other animals, was a lion, which lived in a cage at the top of the building. The latest Glasgow clubbing institution to bite the dust, the Arches was as notorious as it was innovative.