If, via that business model (ghastly management speak!) I could escape the 9-to-5 grind to devote myself full-time to LG, well, that would be the icing on the cake!” The exhibition images cover everything from the majestic to the mundane, from the city’s great buildings to its more humble corners, from the tenement to the townhouse, from the great and the good, to the ‘common old workin’ man (and woman). It's about Glasgow, its people, and its stories." In the days before lap-dancing clubs, it was also one of the few Glasgow pubs to put on strippers, earning the owners a stern rebuke from the city’s licensing board. This Sauchiehall Street watering hole changed names many times over the years, though most would probably remember it as Sparkles.

You know, the day that the city stops changing, the city’s dead. But most folks, myself included – you imagine that the Glasgow that you’re born into is the Glasgow that has always existed. And it’s not. Glasgow started up at the Cathedral and worked its way down to the river and then, slowly but surely, worked its way east and west absorbing other wee villages and all the rest of it to become Greater Glasgow. There’s some of that with the older followers on Lost Glasgow, who obviously, remember the pre-motoway city, the city of trams, and all the rest of it that we all of course, imagine, there was some kind of golden time, some sort of perfect good old days and pining for it. But of course, there never was the perfect time in Glasgow. I suspect that most folk would probably think of that, like that 1950s post war baby boom generation. Yeah, as being the perfect time in Glasgow. But Glasgow was going through tough times then as well. Absolutely. 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. The Shish celebrated its 15th birthday in 1979, by reverting their menu to 1964 prices - which probably explains the queue stretching out of shot. So that that would be the sort of gig memories. And again, the early days of clubbing memories, being sort of 16 and managing to get into again, in Maestro’s on Scott Street, right? Or the very, very early days of the Arches in the Sub Club. When it was it was just it was something completely new, something you hadn’t experienced before. Yes. Particularly the Arches. I think the closure of the Arches, not so much some music venues, I never really thought it particularly worked well as a music venue. But the closure of the Arches as a club venue, I think is been one of the biggest losses to Glasgow in the last 10-15 years. It was an absolute unique space, very much and I had some of the best nights in my life in there. I would say fighting some, some of the best nights but..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.

This, I should point out, is just a hobby – a Hydra-headed hobby which has grown arms and legs – one which now sees me lead city history walks, stage exhibitions, give talks, appear on TV and radio, and get called in to consult on a variety of history and heritage projects. The premise seems simple, a picture is shared along with a little story, giving people a flavour of the times or the story behind the snapshot. Maybe it's down to the image itself, maybe it reflects how Glaswegians feel about the city's past. Or maybe it's down to the delivery, with the stories told with warmth, flair and genuine passion - but it provokes a reaction every time with thousands sharing their recollections and tagging friends and family.It’s had a huge reaction, a very visceral reaction from people. Has that helped drive the content as well because people submit more photographs? That said, if the crowd liked you, they loved you. Ken Dodd proved a huge hit with Glaswegians. Des O’Connor, and Mike and Bernie Winters less so. 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".