We've used them for the last few years, and even though we shop around we've never had anyone come…read moreclose on price. We *have* has problems with bookings (lost paper work one year), but despite the inevitable panic on our part they've resolved matters and it's never been so severe that we've wanted to walk away and go elsewhere.

First Chioce Holiday Hypermarket is located at the Fort, on the more non-clothing retail end, next…read moreto Asda Living and SCS Furniture. It's a huge as the name suggests, with loads going on visually, making it seem busier than it really is. As the name also suggets, they're all about the big package holidays. Whether you want a "sun" holiday or a "snow" holiday, a hotel or self-catering accommodation, they have hundreds upon hundreds of pre-packaged holidays in which to delight. This makes it perfect if you're looking for a trip to Magaluf or Gran Canaria, especially. There are also loads of deals on throughout the year, for trips of various lengths. What they're also good for, although somewhat less adept at accommodating, is simple old flights. I went in to get a flight from Glasgow to central California. I'd already found a cheap deal online (I believe it was listed on their website), but what they found was still a little more expensive. I think they tend to book their own flights and deals rather than flights with other carriers, so it's understandable. Either way, they were very quick and friendly, and are trained to listen to your specifications and find something as closely tailored to you as possible. On the negative side, some friends of mine were planning a big trip to Gran Canaria at the end of high school and the representative from here called them pretty frequently to try to get the sale. Understandable, but a bit pushy in those situations. Overall, good place to shop for a holiday and pick up some brochures, especially if you don't like to get into the nitty-gritty online stuff by yourself.

We decided to book our next holiday via Virgin since our travel agent booked us on a Virgin flight…read morelast year but nothing else was booked via Virgin, leaving us feeling a bit short changed. The Virgin Holidays store in Glasgow (within Debenhams) is small but the staff know what they are doing and will assist with anything that you need for your holiday in order to make your time away as special as possible, maybe even some Virgin exclusives. The store is always clean and I've never had to wait to be served, unlike other big name high street travel agents. You will pay more with Virgin, but I'd rather pay more and get a better experience than pay less and loose out on something on the few days holiday that we look forward to, and plan for, for so long. We've been paying up our holiday every month, the staff have always dealt with the payments without any issues and it's great to see a confirmation e-mail coming through as well as being able to see the remaining balance on line. So overall, great customer experience, great product, sometimes exclusives but expensive compared to other high street travel agents

For most people new to Glasgow, "The Drum" is considered a bit of a no-go area. During my bleak few…read moremonths living in nearby Knightswood, this was one of the many distant train stations I'd hike to in order to avoid the smell of Tesco's extra strong lager and jobseeker's allowance on the bus. Perhaps surprisingly, the station is surrounded by what I could only call "aspirational" housing, including some incredibly large Victorian numbers, and is in a fairly quiet area a good bit away from the less welcoming 50s / 60s embodiment of Drumchapel. As you'd expect, several trains pass each hour and 15 minutes should see you into town.

Chaffinches and blue tits singing in the nearby sycamore trees greeted me as I alighted at…read moreDrumchapel station. As if there could be a bigger possible contrast, I soon noticed a group of neds horsing around in the waiting room of the opposite platform, on this dark weekday afternoon (whatever happened to a thing called school, or work?). Drumchapel is served by trains between Balloch and Dalmuir to the west, and Glasgow Queen Street/Central, Drumgelloch and Larkhall to the east. The trains pass stop by roughly every 15 minutes. There is also a regular bus service that stops right at the entrance to the station - very useful. These are the, very frequent, no. 9's for the most part. There is a ticket office at Drumchapel and the new blue ScotRail colour scheme certainly brightens up the station's somewhat dilapidated appearance.

Communication before the tour was always prompt and professional. Tracy was very clear, so I didn't…read morehave to go back over the same ground over and over (which is a pet peeve). Payment was simple. Sometimes it can be a hassle when you're touring overseas, but that was easy peasy. Our guide was Derek Giles. He was a perfect match for our group- professional, down to earth, and easy going. I've worked with some who are a bit pushy, egotistical, or too regimented. Derek was delightful. We did have some unforeseen and avoidable problems, but you know what? Stuff happens. It was all handled quickly and without a lot of fuss. The show went on and we had a fabulous time. It means a lot to know you're in good hands. Derek introduced us to a lot of local customs and hideouts that we wouldn't have known about without his suggestion - including imbibing on a wee dram of 12 year old scotch and dinner on the wharf in Oban that was to DIE for. Yum, yum. I'm missing Scotland already and would recommend you see it with Scottish Terrier Tours.

What's it called? Cumbernauld…read more While Greenfaulds station is more in the outskirts of Cumbernauld, Cumbernauld station itself is in a more central location in the town, ideal for the shopping centres, industrial estates and the college, though it is still a bit 'out of town' for most peoples' liking. Trains from Motherwell (every hour) terminate here, as do some of the half-hourly services from Glasgow Queen Street, while some of them continue to Falkirk Grahamston. So the station is well-served. Like I mentioned at Neilston station, terminating trains reverse on to the other platform prior to departure south, so bear this in mind if travelling. The station building with its ticket office, together with the footbridge and its surrounding area, makes this station look very similar to Bishopton on the Gourock line in my opinion. It's a popular station with commuters, which includes my big cousin who works in one of the said industrial estates. And with the very comfortable, table-fitted, air-conditioned trains that serve it, it's luxury travel for a twenty-minute journey.

My aunt hired Bill McColm's services for her daughters wedding, which was very very white and very…read morevery baby blue. His cars were beautiful, and I lucky managed to swangle a spot in the brides follower car. I must apologise for the non-technical terminology that I am producing, I am not very familiar with wedding things. He produced a Rolls-Royce for the bride, and jaguars for the bride and groom parties. And they were sooo gorgeous!! You also get a very pleasant driver, who will drive you there in style as though you are worth a million pounds.

I ended up here by accident when hopping on the wrong train whilst their doors were closing - damn…read moremy eagerness to be on the move! It's a central station - opposite the Playdrome and a 5 minute walk from Clydebank Shopping Centre, and is right beside the bus station - which is handy when you need to get someplace else quick. The station itself is busy and has good areas to shelter in from the rain and cold. Not bad.

Clydebank doesn't have as many trains as its sister station Singer, but it does provide a quicker…read moreroute to Glasgow, passing through Yoker, Garscadden, Scotstounhill and Jordanhill before Hyndland. It's convenient for buses, the newsagent and the shopping centre. Unlike Singer, it has wheelchair access. A disgusting story; years ago, while waiting for a bus at night, I stared into the wall underneath Clydebank Train Station. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw tons of rats scurrying inbetween the bricks, their tails waggling and noses twitching. I continued to stare, mesmerised. It was like looking at one of those Magic Eye pictures when you realise there has been something jumping out at you all along.