A pint, a pint, my local for a pint
© Jack Pickard 2005-2006
25 January 2006
11:47 PM
As it happens, I'm out with the lads tomorrow night for an evening of convivial company, alcoholic beverages, fruit machines and hopefully non-IT related conversation. Otherwise the lads who don't work in IT might well bugger off early.
Anyway, we're meeting in The Aletaster at around half eight. It's my local. Well, I say it's my local, it's about six miles or so from my house (some five and three quarter miles further away than the nearest pub). However it used to be my local and it's still the pub I frequent most regularly.
Aaah... beer. What could possibly go wrong?
I like the Aletaster for it's good booze and down-to-earth atmosphere, but why on earth is the landlord such a miserable sod?
He's a Newcastle fan. So the thing that's upsetting him is probably Graeme Souness' continued employment.
Probably that and the fact that I make him show Liverpool in Europe in his pub....
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