Lolly, from the past and folk night.

1. I later discover that she took seriously my passing comment about picking up an ice lolly for her brother.

2. ...and strolling through the door, there's a face from the past remembered with gladness, and a face I thought was in Scotland. 

3. We walk briskly home under the stars, feeling very pleased that we've been out for a swift pint and a hour or so of live music.

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