ACRO-NECROPOLIS

There are many advantages to be had from a hilly city none more so than the mental strength it conveys through its infusion of a subtle mathematics. There is poetry to these curves. Curves which fall into that ground between order and chaos and which mathematicians refer to as complexity. Total order and total chaos are equally uninteresting for their perfection and predictability. With the curves of an uneven floor we have the beauty of an equation still in progress. Nowhere are these gentle slopes and tender curves more prevalent than in Glasgow’s Central Necropolis, one of the city’s great green spaces. Its sweeping tree-lined bends and soft ophidian slopes are tended with care ensuring that the dead are better kept than some of the living. This is to say nothing of the magnificence of mausolea that decorate the necropolis. With the cemetery’s acropolitan aspect (to the south and east of Glasgow) and the ensuing aeriation one receives from this, the dead are as much inspired as they are expired.

Further up the road is another cemetery with views, the aptly named Sighthill, though it is a shame perhaps that much of this view is blocked by unsightly high-rises.