Peedie pint or twa...

....jist th' wan or twa half pint pots this even'....hic...heetee...hic....hic...heehee...good company chaps.
Bumped into an ex-Scout (serving behind the bar) and a former rugby chum of 20 years ago vintage too. Jolly nice. Face to face with Wingpig as we crossed Lothian Road too, but I'd pressed me invisible button; he was staring intently at something over my shoulder.

I resist the temptation to explain the dear old Swanny elaboration, ask Red.