and my Dad...
He met an old german geezer in Munich in the '60's, in a beer garden, of all places.
"Oh, you're from Glasgow? I know it well." says Herr Oldguy.
"Yes, indeed. So when were you in Glasgow then ?"
says my Da, who is about 25 at this point.
" Oh, I've never actually been there, but i know it from the air"
True story.
They both got well pissed that night.
Biting the hand that feeds IT
