Occupation Stories

Let’s get this straight: I don’t believe in Fairy Tales, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, or Santa Fucking Claus. Then why am I sitting in one of the oldest pubs in “Auld Reekie”; The Cafe Royale in West Register Lane, drinking mulled wine and writing my wish for the Wishmas Tree? Blame it on my best pal Missy. He or she, depending on how the mood takes him, believes in all that mystical crap. Tonight he is resplendent...