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Queen’s Café


This is one of those places that I’m always amazed still exists every time I pass it. It looked exactly the same about 40 years ago when a trip to Queens Park was a huge adventure for a wee boy from Castlemilk. That was when we had proper summers. Sometimes the sun came out and that meant ice cream. Who could resist those enormous cones?


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This entry was posted on February 7, 2010 by in The Bank of Me.
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