Didn't plan on much this weekend. Was intending to spend a bit oif time sorting out things at home. And enjoying sitting up at the cemetry, in the early evening sunshine. But after Sunday I realised getting out a bit was in order. So today, or rather, yesterday (it's Tuesday morning now 
I did 
First off, over to the cemetry for a few minutes, then around to Sy for lunch, and pre-match review. A quick dash down the pub to meet up with the rest of the guys, a few beers, and then they went off to the footy and I set to with the rest of my errands. Could've got a ticket for the match, but had already chosen not to go. And besides, there was a HUGE pile of recycling to get rid of after Saturday's clearout.
Then came the evening. Becky had rung Sunday, mentioning she might be helping a friend out at one of her locals. The idea of her pulling pints sounded too good to miss, so when she said it was definately on, I was over there like a shot A cracking evening, catching up on what she's done the last few weeks, and also meeting some of her friends. The description of the pub being something out of A League Of Gentlemen wasn't far off the mark either. Definately an experience, and I'm not promising I'll go back But if there's another opportunity to see Becky pull a pint of Websters Yorkshire bitter, I couldn't say no.
