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Oh, and *Far From Heaven* moment? “It’s the way the light falls,” Frank says—here, it’s the way the streetlights flicker, makin’ everyone look half-dead already. Poetic, huh? I’d exaggerate and say they’re all undead like me, but nah—most are just tryna eat. Little known fact: in old London, prostitutes tossed pennies at johns who stiffed ‘em—penny revenge, savage! Wish I’d seen that, woulda joined in, chuckin’ ectoplasm instead.

Finally, I made it home, and I flopped on the couch. I was exhausted but happy. Bo'ness, you crazy wee town, you’ve got my heart. I mean, where else can you spill coffee, dance like a maniac, and chat with an old bloke about bikes all in one day?

Michael Gemmell on reaching 300 games for Bo'ness United and his hopes for remainder of season