The Noctes Ambrosianae (18).
[SCENE: The Cuckoo’s Nest] James: Ah, Zbigniew. Glad you could make it. [He passes Biggy a bottle of Tyskie]. Tychy: …
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Noctes Ambrosianae (17).
[SCENE: Finnegan’s Wake.] Tychy:… you take your life into your hands. Renata once visited a retreat on the Isle of …
Noctes Ambrosianae (16).
[SCENE: The Cloisters.] Tychy: Out of all of the documents which you have asked me to read in preparation for …
Noctes Ambrosianae (15).
[SCENE: The Standing Order.] Pablo: Ah, the World Cup! James: I’m not really following it… Pablo: But you’re supporting England? …
Noctes Ambrosianae (14).
[SCENE: The Standing Order.] Tychy: Here we are… James: Thank you! Beautiful! Tychy: So who will our website be supporting …
Noctes Ambrosianae (13). Or: “How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Kindle.”
[SCENE: The Guildford Arms.] Tychy: Here we are. James [taking beer]: Cheers! Beautiful! Tychy: That mobile phone is even bigger …
Noctes Ambrosianae (12).
[SCENE: The entrance of Doctors.] Tychy: Hello Pablo. Is Tori here yet? Pablo: The one with the big tits? Tychy: …
Noctes Ambrosianae (11).
[Scene: The Sandy Bells pub.] Tychy: What will it be? A Guinness? James: That would be marvellous. Tychy [a little …
Noctes Ambrosianae (10).
[SCENE: The back room of the Brass Monkey.] Tori: Hello you two. Oh dear, what long faces. You must be …
Noctes Ambrosianae (9).
[SCENE: Morrison Street.] Tori: Hello Zbigniew. Where are you going? Tychy: Hello Victoria. I’m drinking in Diane’s Pool Hall. I …
Noctes Ambrosianae (8). Greed is Good special.
[SCENE: Jenners Department Store Coffee Shop.] James: I’ll have a cappuccino please. Tychy: And I’ll have a black coffee. James …
Noctes Ambrosianae (7).
(SCENE: A table at the back of the Blind Poet.) James: …I don’t wish to upset you, but there is …
Noctes Ambrosianae (6).
(SCENE: Somewhere in the Pentlands.) Tychy: … pass me some more of that delicious cold piglet. Olaf: This bit of …
Noctes Ambrosianae (5).
Last night James, Tori, Olaf and myself were smoking outside the Standing Order on George Street. James: Oh if only …
Noctes Ambrosianae (4). A Barack Obama Special.
Last night, Tori and I joined James for a drink in the Crags, on the Dalkeith Road. Tori was …
