It's a balmy end to September, and much of the UK is sweltering in heat with people swimming in the sea and eating pokey hats in the park. The west of Scotland hasn't quite made top temperatures, but is pleasantly mild.
Mid-morning, two children toddle along the pavement, brothers aged 5 and 3. The elder boy is dressed in trackies, t-shirt and trainers but the wee one is wearing pyjamas and has bare feet.
"Any ginger bottles?" squeaks the big brother as he passes the window.
Wow. It's a long time since children roamed shoe-less through Govan's streets.