Holyrood Scottish Parliament

Put on that heavy leather jacket and possibly a headscarf. Wear your most suspicious smile and enjoy your brief few minutes playing terrorist while being almost lovingly frisked through the metal detector into the Scottish Parliament. This may be the only opportunity to have fun. Equivalent to the cost of 43 billion one–penny chews (give or take) Holyrood delivers standard tours, random plaques and a humdrum café under sleep–inducing lighting and stoner architecture. Watch your head – word is the roof's a touch fragile too.

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