Saturday, 21 August 2010
Saturday Night Stomp. Not.
No doubt most of the people who read this blog are just warming up for a full on, very large Saturday night. I hope so. For myself it was a couple of pints in one of the few local pubs that have not been turned into a restaurant, followed by having an old mate round for one of her indoors' outstanding fish pies. Put the dishes in the sink and feet up for Test Match highlights and the Dads Army episode that features the Spanish Anarchist guerrilla warfare instructor. Bliss!