If you Google “Billy Coull Glasgow,”
the word “scam” will appear more than once.But just because it’s repeated doesn’t mean it’s true.
Let me be clear:
I’m not here to convince you to like me.
I’m here to tell the full story—because Glasgow deserves the full answer.
🎭 The Event
Yes, the Willy’s Chocolate Experience was underwhelming.
Yes, the visuals were AI-generated.
Yes, the event space looked unfinished.
Yes, people were disappointed.
But here’s what didn’t happen:
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I didn’t take the money and run
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I didn’t laugh while people got upset
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I didn’t plan to defraud anyone
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I didn’t disappear
What I did do was:
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Issue refunds within hours
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Communicate with attendees
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Take accountability for a failed production
Was it a failure?
Absolutely.
Was it a scam?
No.
🧠 The Psychology of Outrage
It’s easier to say “scam” than it is to say:
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“That person misjudged scale.”
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“That was ambitious but poorly executed.”
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“That was sad—not sinister.”
Outrage has no nuance.
Social media has no patience.
And the word “scammer” gives people something to point at and say, “There. That’s the bad guy.”
But life is rarely that binary.
⚖️ Then Came the Sentence
Weeks after the event, I pleaded guilty to a separate offence under the Domestic Abuse (Scotland) Act.
A conviction tied to personal communication—not the event.
A sentence of community payback, supervision, and placement on the register.
A chapter I speak about in full in My Truth.
The world, of course, connected dots that didn’t belong together.
✍️ The Answer, Finally
So—was Billy Coull a scam artist?
No.
He was a theatre-maker who made a massive mistake.
He was a man in emotional collapse who made another one.
He was a dreamer who failed loudly, and a human being who accepted the consequences of both.
🕯️ If You Came Here For the Truth
If you searched “Billy Coull Glasgow”, and you expected spin, you won’t find it here.
You’ll find the sentence.
The apology.
The repair.
The fire.
The fragments.
And the man who’s still writing.