| Comment | I knew Leslie before he died. He once told me a story about that back wall. He was sitting in the office one day and could hear weird scraping sounds coming through the wall, so he and his son, Jim (who is now the owner) went round to see what was happening. There was a wee crew of guys all painting the wall bright white. He asked them what was going on and they said "we've been sent to paint your wall. The queen is coming past here on the train in a couple of weeks". |
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