Settled onto the 7.54 Nairn to Inverness train, en route to Glasgow for the February Scottish Screenwriters meet, I casually handed over my ticket to the conductor. "Have you got your Club 50 card" he asked chirpily "as you don't look old enough" Result!! I haven't had to hand over ID since I failed to get into the Witney Football Club friday night disco in 1979. Delighted, I rummaged for my card. "You've made my day" I replied beaming, "Thank you very much" "Well you don't
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