Saturday

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8th January 2000 – a Saturday night. It was raining, cold, and miserable. We decide on the Balloch Hotel, it has that cosy, homily feel that pubs seem to lack these days. It also DOESN’T have music pumping at 200 decibels (oh god, I’m getting old). So we sat, drank beer, and talked. It was…