Last night I went with Simon on a pub crawl… well if 2 pubs and 2 pints can constitute that.
Being adventurous, we decided on a change of scene to The Dolphin, so went to The Weston – the pub that used to be good a few years ago, despite the windows being smashed and the toilets overflowing; but is now rubbish, posh and overpriced.
Despite now being a rubbish pub, The Weston was surprisingly busy. There was a live singer, but I don’t think the revellers where there to enjoy his music. Dubbed ‘the human jukebox’, he was unable to fulfil requests. I passed the time by playing Britain’s Got Talent, pretending to be Simon Cowell, buzzing him off.
After we had finished our drinks, it was accepted we had made a mistake in trusting The Weston, and went back to the more familiar surroundings of The Dolphin – the plan being to end our evening with a nice, quiet drink by the canal. Unfortunately, Ricky Ponting’s prayers were answered and the heavens opened, producing an almighty downpour.
Although we were only out in the shower for a matter of seconds – the time taken to run from our table back into the pub – we were still drenched, with our pint glasses becoming almost fully refilled – unfortunately with rain water.
The rest of my weekend was spent watching The Ashes, while working on a PHP script which allows me to produce status updates for my blog (see the top right of the main page). I have also found myself wasting far too much time on the Farm Town app on Facebook – stupid, addictive games!
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