After spending hours war-walking around Glasgow, I've finally found a cafe with wireless coverage. Unfortunately, it's Miss Cranston's Tearoom, and there's an old woman at the table next to me who just drank all the cream directly out of the jug on the table then tried to chat me up - "Are you from Glasgow? I can tell by your hair!" Glasgow doesn't have nearly as much wi-fi coverage as Copenhagen and there are virtually no cafes that are covered, so it's taken a bit of work to find this place.

Here's an interesting article...
Penises have higher bandwidth than cable modems