My 9-year-old daughter paid me a very high compliment on Saturday when she said "My mum's kinda cool, isn't she?"

She was addressing this question to River City actress, Keira Lucchesi (Stella) who was at that point announcing to social media that I was her 'mad' aunty Gail.

The focus of all this comment was my entrance into George Square on Saturday astride a big Yamaha, clinging onto a big hairy biker!

I had been a wee bit feart at first but it certainly didn't take me long to get into my biker chick role (actually...more old mother hen than chick.)

In fact, I got positively carried away and even a wee bit too 'gemmy' by standing up on the bike to wave to Tommy who was on the big stage in the square.

He, of course, was significantly put 'oot' as he really didn't think that I would've had the guts to ride with YES Bikers as I have always been somewhat nervous around 'big bikes.' But I did it and truth is I loved every minute of it.

A big thanks to the guys, especially Colin, who had to put up with me climbing up his back! Thanks also to David, the physicist, who is off on his 'big bike' across the world for a year and who invited me to ride with him - it's funny just how quick Tommy seemed to agree with me going on that trip.

The Hope Over Fear rally was a huge success and the YES Bikers added to the variety of support on the day for the Lend Your Vote To The SNP campaign.

Well done to all the singers, stewards, speakers, face-painters and signers. Loaves and Fishes received a van load of donated food and a £500 cheque. My bike entrance earned a £50 donation to the Trussell Trust food banks I volunteer with. All in all it was a fantastic day.

Bloody Weather

I think it was the legendary comedian Bob Hope who said 'never mind four seasons in a year, its four seasons in an hour here'.

How is it possible to go from last week's al fresco dining in the garden to yesterday's snow and hail showers?

'Polar Plume' is what this crazy switch from flip-flop weather to hoods up, face-numbing weather is being dubbed.

Last week we were hotter than Egypt at 19C and this week we're colder than Moscow at -7C in the north.

I had to climb back up in that loft of mine and pull down the puffa jackets and gloves which I had gleefully packed away a couple of weeks ago.

And if I hear that auld chestnut again 'Never cast a cloot till May is oot!' Arghhhhhh

Sold on Poldark

They were all warned on Sunday night not to disturb my savouring of the last episode of the lovely jubbly Poldark.

There I was languishing in front of the telly armed with my sweetie supplies and the last of the Easter eggs and there he was…that big handsome Captain Poldark.

Unfortunately for two weeks running now our hero kept his shirt on. I had to be consoled with a couple of scenes of an unbuttoned shirt and one incidence of a clinging wet shirt. How disappointing was that! So, message to the BBC - hope you're thinking up new ways for raven haired Ross Poldark to cast off his 'simmit' in the next series. Remember, any excuse will do!