A day trip last Saturday to Dundee, Scotland’s fourth biggest city. What it lacks in population it makes up for in confidence. For instance, it has its own little V&A—which I had wanted to visit before the Photo City exhibition closed.
It is much more compact and pedestrianised than Glasgow which makes it very walkable. The weather helped.
Dundee has a gallus attitude to public sculpture with Desperate Dan, Minnie the Minx, Oor Wullie, Lemmings, polar bears, and even dragons on the high streets.
We visited the Cooper gallery, show which follows on from Women in Revolt in focusing on zines, posters and other ephemera. More than unearthing an archive, it shows what we lost by going digital.
Went to see The Apprentice, the film about Trump’s relationship with his mentor, Roy Cohn. Very entertaining and well-pitched. Funny without being banal. Critical without being too unfair. Glasgow looked very Gotham from the fifth floor.
The film was mainly set in the 70s, a time of mass union membership. Mick Lynch spoke nostalgically about the era in the grand city chambers.
He is a great speaker but it is difficult to see how the unions can attract the current generation of precarious workers.