Rotterdam bar Stories

It was Nine O'Clock on a wet, Belfast Autumn evening when Brenda drove into Pilot Street. She parked close to the Rotterdam Bar and rushed inside to avoid the rain. Chris, the bar owner was collecting the five-pound cover charge at the door. As Brenda approached, he looked the other way and she walked past without having to pay. The bar was almost full and the band was about to start up. Brenda bought a pint of lager and...