Saturday, 20 April 2013

Flexible

I had planned to tidy my house and then cosy up and write my blog last night.  Yet again, my nineteen old self would have recoiled in horror if she knew that this was to be her destiny on a Friday evening twenty nine years on.  But then, my friend, the Pirate, called.  'Come out with me tonight' he suggested.  And so after grabbing an overnight bag I headed off  and had a great time in his local.  Nothing fancy mind.  Just a proper community pub filled with friendly punters of all ages.  It still would have left Miss Lovelygrey 1984 baulking.

And so I'm now back home with Friday mornings breakfast dishes still to deal with.  But it doesn't pay to be too rigid when there's an opportunity to do something different.


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