I’ll be honest, I felt that I’d been stitched up like a kipper after being asked a few days before to run this event as we were told only a few hours before we were due to arrive that it had started at 12:00, not 14:00, turning up at 12:30 to find a tiny, empty, venue and one of our number having gone to entirely the wrong place (in point of fact the other two troopers ended up at a wrong location too, albeit a lot nearer!) so the presence of an inebriated clientel was just icing on the cake.
As soon as they could get kitted up and out (unfortunately too late for their peak vistor numbers apparently) though the guys and I found ourselves in a complete contrast to my what my preconceptions had suggested though. Everyone there was massively enthusiastic about our presence and everyone, from young child to noisesome beer garden patrons, was totally respectful of the costumes and in fact went on to prove that there is an apparent huge, hitherto unexpected, fan following for the Star Wars saga in Bishopbriggs, with even the most unlikeliest of suspects being able to quote lines of dialogue and rattle off the names of various planets from the films.
While it turned out to be a short event for one reason or another, it was a pleasure to support such a worthwhile charity in the company of such a receptive public…