Chapter 26

Felix pretended to be reviewing the pictures on his camera when Ronan came to join him, sitting on the same side of the table. “How’s the Guinness finding you?”

“I’ve had worse.” Felix threw his head back and slowly drained his pint. He tried to gingerly place the glass back onto the table, his head spinning and his throat refusing to swallow the final gulps. With effort he got it all down, but his eyes watered from the struggle.

“Easy does it now,” Ronan said, clapping him on the back. “This area’s not for the heavy drinkers anyway. Don’t go trying to impress no one.”

Felix shook his head trying to clear the fog. This beer was much stronger than he was used to. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“We’re in The Snug, love.” Ronan bumped shoulders with Felix. At Felix’s uncomprehending look, Ronan elaborated. “It’s where the ladies drank. Back in the day when it was unseemly for a woman to stand at the bar for a pint.”