Crask

I didn't get anything useful until I took out the coins Crask brought me.

Cold Copper Tears Cook, Glen 1988

1 A tiny pub called the Crask Inn on a beautiful remote road just north of Lairg in northern Scotland.

2008 August « The Justgiving Blog 2008

1 A tiny pub called the Crask Inn on a beautiful remote road just north of Lairg in northern Scotland.

Theo and Daisy’s Big Adventure « The Justgiving Blog 2008

1 A tiny pub called the Crask Inn on a beautiful remote road just north of Lairg in northern Scotland.

2008 August 14 « The Justgiving Blog 2008

Tom Crask, Abingdon, OxonFear of death is a contradiction in terms: surely you must be extant which will patently no longer be the case in order to fear non-existence?

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“I said, chust about as tight as that hole in the road over at Crask,” said Hamish, improvising wildly.

Death of a Scriptwriter Beaton, M. C. 1998

Crask and Sadler moved directly to a wall, opened peepholes Crask indicated one I could use.

Dread Brass Shadows Cook, Glen 1990

Crask muttered, "Now we know they ain't all dead."

Dread Brass Shadows Cook, Glen 1990

Crask and Sadler bopped the two guys with Chodo, cracked the witch a good one, made sure the wall was solidly in place.

Dread Brass Shadows Cook, Glen 1990

Morley would say this was an opportunity to show I wasn't under Chodo's thumb, forgetting it would give Crask and Sadler a rather ferocious hold on me Speaking of Morley Dotes, where was he?

Dread Brass Shadows Cook, Glen 1990