The last photo from this strip of six negatives focuses on something which was just visible in the previous image: the monumental end wall of the Old Lane Inn. There must be collective memories out there about this Halifax pub, but the written record is limited to the sad listing of the bankruptcies and liquidations of previous landlords. The oversized bottle of Green Label marks the spot where many a dream has turned sour.
I drank my last bottle of ale that was in the house. Now I'm left with just wine, and I'm not like most women and prefer it. Our local Highland Brewery makes a very tasty Gaelic Ale. Sigh, I wonder how long I'll have to wait to go buy more. (Perhaps I could share a virtual brew with a friend...nah, nothing like that first taste from the bottle.)
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