No More Sunshine on Leith

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No More Sunshine on Leith

It was a cold, frosty night in Edinburgh, and yet people still insisted on going to the pub for an evening drink. Two of these people were Mike and Danny Roxborough who were headed to their favourite pub, the Persevere. The lampposts brightly lit their path. The moon was ever-present tonight, as there was not a cloud in the sky, meaning that there would probably be a frost tomorrow.

When they reached the pub and Mike turned in, closely followed by Danny, the first thing they did was scan the room for any familiar faces to talk to. As he looked around Mike couldn’t see anyone he knew so he sent Danny to get them a couple of beers and headed off to their usual table – only to find someone else sitting there. He stood there, gazing at the pair, who looked as camp as camp can get. Both were men wearing bright purple and yellow suits, like something out of the 1950’s. As they were talking and Mike watched them, he noticed a growing similarity between their behaviour and the kind that gets people beaten up in the streets for being homosexual. Just as he was about to go and explain his situation, being left without a seat in a busy pub with someone else in his seat, when Danny came up to him carrying their drinks.

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“Couldnae find us a seat then, eh? Ah well. Ah might no stay long anyway. By the way, did y-“ he was cut off as Mike raised his hand to Danny’s face.

“These people have nicked our seats! Aren’t you goin’ to dae sumthin’ about it?!”

“Yeh ken me Mike,” said Danny, cowering away and shooting nervous glances at the gentlemen occupying their table, “Ah dinnae like fightin’.”

“Yer an eejit Danny!” said Mike as he approached the two camps. “S’cuse me fella’s, but I think yer in our seats. Would ye mind movin’ fir us? Cheers.”

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