ALISTAIR HEATHER: How a car prang in Montrose taught me a lesson about Brexit

ALISTAIR HEATHER: How a car prang in Montrose taught me a lesson about Brexit

My car’s been in the wars. And I’ve learned something really unpleasant about where I live. Maybe you’ve noticed it already, but I hadnae. I’d had a meeting in Costa Montrose then done some work on the laptop. My wee red VW Polo was safely stationed outside. Meeting concluded and the pleasant background natter of a smalltown Costa winding down towards the close of day, I packed up my gear and headed outside. I was in the car, engine started when Pavol (not his real name) came belting across the car park to wave frantically at my windscreen. I got a bit of a fleg. He was muscular, overweight, and covered in splatters of paint. His eyes were wide in the heat of some intense emotion. I got out. “I’m …
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