With the city still in storm mode, let's go back to the mid-1960s, when it was the usual splash and dash to cross Union Street at Gordon Street.

Probably one of the busiest pedestrian crossings in the city, it's still a great spot to see the gallus Glasgow jaywalker in action, the men, and it usually is men, who think they can stop an oncoming bus or taxi with just a dirty look. Much like Dustin Hoffman, in Midnight Cowboy, you expect one of them to bang the bonnet of a halted car, and shout: "Hey, I'm walking here! I'm walking!"

Some suggest our fearless, do or die attitude to moving vehicles is in our genes, a genetic, hard-wired throwback to the days of the trams, when our grannies and grampas had to dodge out into the traffic to climb aboard a caur in the middle of the road.

In today's pic, we're looking west to Gordon Street, with the International Camera Centre - today's Via Italia coffee shop - on the corner. I wonder how many of the old Glasgow images we share were taken by cameras bought in there?

Over on the right, you can see the glowing neon welcome of the old Grosvenor bar and restaurant complex, once one of the city's top dining, dancing and drinking spots.

And, someone in the city was obviously making a pretty penny selling fancy, parasol-style brollies; I can spy three of them. And, with all those legs on show, a fair few ladies would be arriving in the office with nasty, sooty, smuts up the back of their nylons.

Now, batten down the hatches, looks like we are in for yet more rain.