This is a little tale generated to answer the question set at our Writers’ Circus group, “Why does this/it always happen to me?”

I hope it will feel almost real to denizens of Glasgow.

For others from further afield you may have to interpolate/guess to understand the dialogue.

“Clatty Pats” (Cleopatra’s) is a nightclub which features in Glasgow’s very busy night-life. A few years ago I read that on an average weekend there can be over 300,000 revelers in Glasgow city centre.