A pub conversation

I was in Edinburgh last week for work, and found myself one evening sitting at the bar in a pub waiting for a friend.

A man next to me, also by himself, noticed the unusual beer I was ordering and asked what it was. We got talking.A former soldier and now in the building trade, he had lots of good stories to tell from his army days. As the conversation shifted to me, he asked what I’d studied at university.

“Politics” I replied.

“So, what’s your answer?”

I laughed at the way he put it.

“If it’s th...