Getting Married Tomorrow
Joy was looking to have a good night out before her wedding. (A true story.)
It was 1974, and I was working in Christchurch. Fridays after work, I usually played squash with a mate from my rugby team, and then we headed to the Grenadier Arms, where we would grab a burger or something for dinner and have a few beers with our friends. I was seated at a table near the bar with about a dozen friends on Friday night. The bar was quite full, even for a Friday night. People were conversing and waiting to...