All smooth for Bertie bar one ‘damn’ slip
He breezed in and out of Fleming’s pub, in Scartaglin, so fast that even seasoned tipplers hadn’t time to throw back a half-one.
“Hi folks, how’re ye doin’?” he saluted, like a man in a big hurry.
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