These minors were having major fun with this old Morris, in the late 1960s.
The wrecked car, in Roystonhill, offered the perfect climbing and viewing spot to look out on the Red Road flats, in Balornock and Barmulloch.
Although it might look dangerous, the makeshift climbing frame was great fun, doubling up as Mount Everest, the north face of the Eiger, or the walls of Camelot, offering the perfect perch to sing, 'I'm the king of the castle, you're the dirty wee rascal...'
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