Rainclouds finally pass over Govan after a long morning's downpour, leaving us with a still, grey ceiling overhead.
A police van is passing along Govan Road, then turns and doubles back on itself, then appears again and comes abruptly to a halt on the zig-zags of the pedestrian crossing from the shopping centre to The Squerr.
A man and woman are about to cross at the green man, but their way is blocked and the woman skips nimbly round the back of the van and over to stand with a crowd outside Greggs. The man is summoned to the front passenger window of the van, where a specky polis rolls down the window and calls into question the man's identity.
"You're Gary McL."
"Naw," he replies.
"Yes, you are," says the polis from his comfy seat, looking down on the man.
The man is slightly built and smartly dressed in casual clothes of blue jacket, jeans and nice trainers with a navy blue cap on his head.
Now begins a back and forward yes you are, no I'm no, with the man getting more and more irate as the altercation goes on. The police all the while remain inside the van, seemingly relaxed.
The man is asked for ID and he pulls a limp licence out of his pocket and unfolds it. Now the policewoman driver gets out of the van and walks round to the pavement where she instructs the man to remove his cap. The policeman gets slowly out of the passenger seat.
The accusation persists, "You're Gary McL." The man shakes his head and snarls angrily.
The police inspect the licence one after the other and return it to the man. Both return to the van and the man skips off across the road to Greggs where a low cheer goes up as the police van draws away.