Thursday, 24 March 2016

Phoney-Money

Step inside the Liquor Barn on Govan Road, and you will find yourself faced with a few stern warnings. It's not the most welcoming of establishments, for as soon as you enter, you are faced with floor to ceiling glass and steel barriers between you and the booze and the chocolate.
Next, you notice large signs urging you to stop and think if you are about to buy alcohol for underage drinkers. A blonde, tired lady on the poster, asks you to think again - what if it was your boy? she pleads.

A sleepy, spotty girl appears from the back shop and asks, with little to no enthusiasm, if she can help me.
Never minding about my original request, I ask what all the fivers and tenners are doing stuck to the glass.
"Uch, it's just for thaym that try t'spend it in here. We just take them aff them and then we stick them up so they canny dae it again. That's a'."

Hmm, some of the notes look pretty good and would pass off nicely in a quick cash handover, but others have gone badly wrong; too much ink, misregister, poor paper quality. Still, it makes for a fancy display and cheers the sterile place up a little bit.