White Suit...Don't Mention It.....Don't.

A colleague told me this story the last week, after we discovered we used to drink in the same pub in Finnieston around the same time.

He had worked in an office around that area and they used to go the pub at lunchtime.

The pub was called Brooklyns, but it has been renamed now. The time was around 1990. He said they'd decided to go the pub to start their Christmas office night celebrations.

One of the team was a guy from Maryhill. He had on his white suit. Yes. His white suit.

As they stood at the bar, there was a voice from the other end of the bar which resonated quite easily around the small pub.

"Look at the poof in the white suit".

Oops.

Do you remember the scene in Trainspotting when Begbie puts down his pint before going mental? Keep that in mind here.

The chap from Maryhill set his pint down and made his way around the bar and with a swift movement, lifted a table by its legs and ran at this man and his two friends, with the table acting as shield.

He piled into the group of men sending them into the wall, their pints flying. He then rammed the table into them a few times for good effect before dropping it. But he wasn't finished there.

As they were still stunned he set about all three of these grown men with his fists and from the first hand account I heard of this "punched fuck out all three of them" until they were immobile on the carpet.

Nobody tried to stop him.