Fragments of Haddington, of Comely Bank, of Craigenputtoch interweaved with cockneycalities into a very habitable whole.

For R.I.M. to bite off just a tiny piece of that market would help it grow considerably.

It turned out the police wouldn't raid the place until the Monday morning but in the meantime there were drinks to drink and drugs to take. Even Lettsbe and the Sweeney arrived and joined in the celebrations with us. The police, however, did hit Jill's address early on Monday morning.

But Fate, as he expressed it in the vernacular, was ferninst him.