A Random Evening

I got back from fishing to find Anne and Chris lying on the bed.  The pub wasn’t yet open so they were enjoyying a cup of tea.  I made up a threesome on the bed, and had a cuppa.  The pub opened at 18.00, and we more or less fell through the door, and started drinking.  Andy arrived about 19.30, and got stuck in straight away.  We drank solidly for a couple of hours, stopping only briefly for food, and ended up thinking about turning in.  Outside the pub we noticed The Village Club just up the street, so wandered in.  It was enormous and empty save for half a dozen locals.  They made us very welcome, and we invaded the pool table, to the sound of sixties music.

We lost the tournament 2-1, but there was no shame in defeat.  So off to be.  A totally random evening.