We went out for a drink last night.
That’s worth a Woo and a Hoo all by itself!
Soph and Bren out on the town?
Goodness me!
The pub we chose was The Navigation in the village of Hanbury, Worcestershire.
Soph drove which afforded me the luxury of drinking alcohol, not diet coke.
More Wooing and Hooing is in order.
We ordered, paid for and collected our drinks and made our way outside to the garden.
And sat, and chatted, and laughed and giggled and laughed some more.
We are the funniest, funnest people I know.
I really wish I’d taken the portable recorder with me; our conversation would have made great audio.
As the evening drifted towards close-down, the sky drew in to a wonderful fiery colour that reflected in the trees above our heads.
Birds twittered, we giggled, we chatted.
I got told off.
For various things.
Several times.
Good naturedly though.
I think.
But we are so witty.
And funny.
We laughed and chatted, chatted and laughed.
And, as I’ve already mentioned, the birds twittered.
Idyllic really.
Until someone else came outside, sat at one of the other tables.
And started smoking.
Pros and Cons of the smoking ban?
Pro:
* The inside of pubs, clubs and restaurants smell clean
* The thought of going in to a pub, club and restaurant is no longer abhorrent
* It is possible to go to a pub, club and restaurant and, at the end of the evening, not smell as though one lives in an ashtray
Con:
* The doorways to pubs, clubs and restaurants are invariably crowded with smokers, meaning that one has to run a gauntlet of carcinogenic tobacco smoke being produced by a group of people who usually seem reluctant to open up and let a person through. Not good!
* The gardens have, by default, become the fair weather smoking room for pubs, clubs and restaurants. Also not good!
Anyway…
When the smokers arrived we polished off the remains of our drinks.
And decided on a detour on the way home.
This is scary.
Without prior communications we both decided on a detour on the way home to the same place.
Very scary.
So much in tune that it sometimes does frighten me.
I wonder if we’re in tune now?
Hang on, I’m just going to try an experiment.
[sits concentrating for a couple of minutes, beaming mental material six feet towards Soph’s head]
Well, that really wasn’t much of an experiment.
I wasn’t beaming a thought, really; it was more like a bucketful of good vibes.
Soph is sitting at the table, pouring over her next assignment and really it’s very simple.
But then I write analytical reports for a living; I recognise it’s perhaps not simple after all. 🙁
If you have any good vibes could you please beam them at her too?
Thanks.
Anyway, back to last night.
The detour.
Yes my friends, we stopped at the Restaurant of Chavs.
McDonalds.
For a milkshake and some fries.
Then home for half a film.
Then to bed where I fell unconscious as soon as my head hit the pillow.
And that, my little droogies, was Saturday Night with the Funny People.
How was yours?
What did you get up to?
B.
Smokers are a blight, wherever they are, and no matter where you are in relation to where they are, their smoke will always find you. (Ex-60-a-day woman).
Although we may profess to loathe McDo, the standard is always the same, and the loos are always clean, and I quite like a fillet-o-fish and a bag of fried spuds.
Had a thrilling evening, as I was on my own. Watched “Britain’s Got Talent”. Well done to the little boy who won – but he was very far from being the best.
Susie, I know what you mean. As an ex 40-a-day person myself!
I heard about BGT and the boy who won not being the best talent. Haven’t seen it. Much more fun sitting in a pub garden talking hilarious gibberish! 🙂
McD’s love or hate, the quality is usually the same – though I’m bemused that McDonald outlets in Spain sell beer but not milkshakes!
I’m totally pro: before the smoking ban you still had people going out for a smoke in the garden anyway
🙂
Oh, we were pretty funny people on Saturday evening ourselves.
We went to the student pub. (There was a party!). We even socialized! (There was a dozen people at the table).
They have the same problem with cigarettes: everybody smokes right outside the door.
But (as of now) alcohol is not allowed outside the pub.
So we stayed inside, and only suffered the smoke on cigarettes when leaving the pub. And I like it way better this way than how it used to be in France when smoking in bars was allowed (haven’t been there since the ban…)
Mc-where? Yukkety yuk!
I did a fully staged performance of Dido and Aeneas in Manchester Cathedral (as Dido). There were about 250 in the audience. Then went to a bar, then another more expensive bar, where a friend bought me a bottle of champagne. Then back to his for g&t. He is slightly in love with me but nothing happened 🙂 The man I’m meant to be seeing was at a summer ball with his friends who hate me. My ex was in the audience and cried. It was the most awesome night of my life. And I haven’t smoked since then 🙂