Читаю детективы Иэна Рэнкина про инспектора Ребуса

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     И вспоминаю Эдинбург, где довелось побывать лет двадцать пять назад. Что-то то из топографии города и окрестностей сохранилось в памяти.
     Заодно пополняю запас английских шотландских шуточек:

Haymarket was the last station into Edinburgh before the much grander Waverley. Rebus remembered that the premature withdrawal of the penis during intercourse for contraceptive reasons was often referred to as ‘getting off at Haymarket.’ Who said the people in Edinburgh were dour?

“Friday today,” he commented. “POETS day.”
Rebus knew what he meant: Piss Off Early, Tomorrow’s Saturday.