AT the risk of disturbing what I seriously hope are the dead embers of a pointless Glasgow Airport Rail Link (Garl) project I must recount my experience when arriving this week at Glasgow International Airport. Even I could manage to drag my portly, arthritic frame the scant few yards from the terminal exit to the waiting Airport Express bus. The attending staff behaved in a courteous and friendly manner and literally within a handful of minutes from exiting the building I and my minder (aka Mrs Crawford) found ourselves in Queen Street Station trying to figure out where the front of it had gone and where they had hidden the taxis. Other than using my ex mother-in-law’s broomstick I can’t see how the journey could have been accomplished faster or any more pleasantly; there was the added benefit of it being completely free because of my “old fogies” bus pass.

As regards Garl, the pipedream of a status symbol that the corporate world persists in trying to con the public into paying for, it should never be allowed to happen as even taking into account the motorway equivalent of “leaves on the track” or “the wrong type of snow”, rail could never match the current bus service in terms of convenience or travel time. And it’s there already.

David J Crawford,

85 Whittingehame Court,

1300 Great Western Road, Glasgow.