Was in there last year, good pub. Went to Duke of Wellington after, Wolf Brewery pub, also good. Then staggered into town via Kings Head and Ribs of Beef. A great day out.
A postman with a bad back sees a scary man on the subway. His missus is shouting at him and God knows what that is in the fridge. Oh hang on, he’s in Vietnam. Ahhh crap.
A greedy fat lad hides a doughnut in his locker. He gets caught, and eats it while his friends exercise vigorously. He then decides to blow his brains out.
Booked car MOT for 10:30. Can’t drive as got a big Achilles injury boot on, so relying on missus to drive. Twenty past ten I’m sat in car outside house while she’s still getting ready, saying ‘don’t rush me’.