So, anyway...

[elseware]

It's 2:30 am and I'm chatting to the couple at the table next to me in my favorite pub in Edinburgh. Earlier they were judging me by the pile of books with me ( Michael Marshall / George Orwell / Warhammer 40K ) and that's always a good sign. Actually some other guy in the bar kept borrowing my copy of the "Road to Wigan Pier" when going out for a

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[nmg]

Oh fuck. Who was it?

[nmg]

Which pub, btw?

[elseware]

Auld Hoose. And I didn't think to get a name. She used to work there.

Come to think of it, the pub shuts at 2:45 and we were the last to leave and I may well have been in my cups.

[nmg]

xanta would be my best guess...