Quintin Jardine's blog

You lived above the old Electric Bar? I was at the official opening of its replacement; one of the guests sang a number  called ‘Cock a Doodle Do’, (the lyrics of which are best left unrecorded on this blog) and a senior councillor became extremely obstreperous and was only persuaded to leave when the management provided him with a free carry-oot. It was a snowy night, he took some time to make it home, and contracted a fairly serious bout of pleurisy as a direct result. I remember your Uncle Andrew being about Fir Park; he had a nickname, but I can no longer recall it.