It’s one run per day so there is no point in hanging around.
In these strange times it’s best to maintain a routine and discipline, which means still getting up and out before humans stir themselves.
Passing through gates forged in the era of Glasgow’s industrial heyday, you can almost sense the huddles of nannies with parasols, whispering and giggling, pushing perambulators.
It was a slower pace of life back then which now suits Buddy perfectly.
Eight-mile runs are a thing of his past; his first, when still in short trousers, ended in a collapsed heap yards from home, and was followed by a 24-hour Oscar winning performance of feigned exhaustion, prostrate in front of the dryer, acknowledging the presence of no one.
'Gentle outing'
Victoria park is pleasing on the eye, with its duck pond and flat criss-crossing tree lined paths, ideal for runners who want to enjoy a gentle outing and absorb the morning peacefulness.
It doesn’t take long to knock up a few circuits while the bird life provides a mini drama of flapping, squawking and splashing.
Miniature replica boats will join the party later, models constructed with care and meticulous detail by their owners, like the craftsmen who built seafaring giants in the adjoining shipyards, generations ago.
Numerous benches give the opportunity to reflect and read the touching family memorials while Buddy keeps an eye on the busy pond activity, wishing he could get in amongst it, he never does but not for want of trying.
This park is a Victorian gem, royally good for body and soul.
It’s a short trot back to the gates with a nod to the embossed Queen keeping a watchful eye on her subjects re-entering the present.
Buddy expresses one disappointment though; he didn’t bump into a single corgi.
* Keep up with Buddy and Ronnie over the coming weeks and months as they sample Glasgow's 'Park Life' with a focus on wellbeing.
