A wee story about the Tullie from back in the day, which probably deserves an airing in this thread…………………a well known local Rangers man (we’ll call him Billy) who had a fondness for the whisky used to frequent the bar there. I’ve no idea if the bar still exists but the entrance door faced the railway line at that time. Anyway in the mid 90’s when the Gers were sweeping all before them Billy was in the bar around lunchtime on a nice summer Balloch day. He quickly sussed there was a rabid across the bar so started to wind him up, Billy was an expert at this. After a few more whisky’s and pot shots across the bar, the rabid lost it only to be thrown out by the barman, with Billy quietly chuckling to himself, mission accomplished, or so he thought.
After another couple of half’s Billy decides to it’s home time and starts to head east over the old Balloch bridge across the Leven. But the bridge was blocked, traffic at a standtill, pedestrians crowding for a look at what was going on & a couple of Polis cars and an ambulance thrown in for good measure. Unable to see what the problem is, Billy made his way through the throng only to see the aforementioned rabid sitting on top of the bridge girder threatening to jump into the Leven, a mind numbing 25 feet below! As soon as Billy recognized the tim he yelled out, ‘Jump ya useless bastard – ye canny even get that right’…………so………………….he did! Mission finally accomplished.
Two polis grabbed Billy and marched him to their vehicle. The tim had was physically fine but still mentally deranged & I believe lifted for breach of the peace. Billy was let go by the polis who were then have a good laugh about it and told to behave himself on the way home, which he did.
