Our young family were on holiday just outside Cornhill in the summer of 1986. One evening we were able to go out for an evening drink (Granny to the rescue – she had come with us on holiday!). As we were driving towards Cornhill someone was hitching a lift. We stopped and he hopped on board. As it would happen, he too was going to the pub and we joined him. By the time closing time was approaching I had been talked into partaking in a tug-of-war competition in Coldstream the next day! Alas, there was no fairytale ending but the memory is still there and makes us smile.
