The King’s Arms opened a bit late but the manager told me he had just found out his sister was getting married. I offered tentative congratulations and he said he was gutted, and trying to talk her out of it. No, not like that, he likes the guy and is happy for them but they are taking off to Scotland to do this and he wants to be a part of the party. Funny.
The only other customer at this hour was a former local back in town for a few days from the Thailand/Laos border. Had a real cool conversation about tourism possibilities then headed out to get one more pub in before the bus home.