A Greek couple were teaching in Glasgow so we planned to stay with them and from there find accommodation in Edinburgh, they would build up a centre in Glasgow and we would do the same in Edinburgh, eventually we hoped a strong movement could be founded from there.

We put all of our possessions in the car, and headed up to Glasgow.

We arrived in winter to a unit in a cold, damp desolate area, much of which was about to be demolished. In fact, part of the building had already been demolished and there was no rendering on one of the outside walls, so the brickwork was exposed to the elements. The damp seeped through the walls and mould formed throughout the whole of one side of the flat. Two portable gas heaters were all there was to drive away the cold and damp, the damp was so bad that in the morning we had to dry our clothes in front of the gas fire, clouds of steam would come off them, we knew they were dry when the steam stopped.

The Greek couple looked pretty down, but we lightened things up by looking at old pictures of their time in Greece, just before they left for Glasgow.

Vasillios was a friendly chap, although I didn't quite get his method of dealing with lust - whenever attractive women would be walking in our direction on the street he would get us to cross over to the other side of the street so that we didn't feed lust, he had good intentions but I didn’t think that getting rid of lust meant zig zagging across the street, probably he didn't after a while either.

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The First Year in Scotland