Edinburgh magic
3163 Nehchal Sandhu “ALBA beckons” were the cryptic words that Superintendent Roy Sheard, a Yorkshireman with a significant understanding of Gaelic, uttered as he ambled into The Black Horse Pub in Wakefield, UK, late on a summer evening in 1988, after the day’s work. He knew that he would find his favourite trainee duo in this watering hole for weekend pints of dark amber bitter or stout, the choice being dictated by how taxing the week had been, followed by wholesome steak and kidney pie. Meanwhile, our conservative and abstemious colleagues stayed at the Training College and watched ...
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