I know you've already seen hundreds of these over the last 48 hours, but just for the hell of it, here's how Saturday's march looked from my vantage-point(s). One thing I enjoyed about it was the chance to see Glasgow with fresh eyes - although I'd been on almost all of the streets before, they somehow knit together differently when you take an unfamiliar route. You also have more time to look around you and take it all in when you're walking right down the middle of the road very slowly.
As you can see, I was sporting some designer stubble and a hangover for the occasion. (NB: Not really a hangover - just lack of sleep. 11.30am on a Saturday, guys? What were you trying to do - finish us off for good?)