Catch the Fallen Sparrow (2012)
“The Winking Man was an old-fashioned pub, untouched since the late nineteen fifties. It consisted of a large, square lounge bar lit by one electric light bulb which swung in the centre of the room from a long, brown plaited flex. Bench seats, covered with wine-red plush reminiscent of ’tween-wars railway carriages, sat uneasily on bumpy stone flags. The tables were round with wooden tops stained with beer rims and stood on wrought-iron legs. Apart from two men huddled in the corner and the barm...aid it was empty. All three looked up briefly as the two police officers walked in and Joanna and Mike both knew they had been recognized. It was not a pub for strangers.
Joanna approached the bar. ‘A pint of Theakston’s,’ she said, ‘and a glass of wine, please.’ In the corner the two men sniggered.
The barmaid was a pleasantly plump lady with strong-looking arms and plenty of wrinkles around her eyes. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said, ‘we don’t serve wine by the glass.MoreLess
Joanna approached the bar. ‘A pint of Theakston’s,’ she said, ‘and a glass of wine, please.’ In the corner the two men sniggered.
The barmaid was a pleasantly plump lady with strong-looking arms and plenty of wrinkles around her eyes. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said, ‘we don’t serve wine by the glass.MoreLess
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