There is a light dusting of snow on the ground, I have something to celebrate and yesterday was pay day. It is time for the Pub. An all day session I think, interspersed with a game of football and a trip to the bookies. First stop is the Candia for meatballs and Peroni, with a slight detour to the Fighting Cock for something Belgian (and I ain't talking waffles) Hopefully I shall make through till the morrow, where I am hoping, age and hangover permitting, to go for a few Sunday afternoon pints of Guinness. Nice.
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