What a nice saturday. Met up with a good, old friend, Toby, and his Girlfriend Petra. It’s been a while since I went to the Hogshead in Lewisham (or whatever the fuck it’s called now). Such a good pub. An ideal place for a pub argument. Petra was tired and seemed pretty irritated by the idea of an argument…however they are key to healthy body and mind and therefore very important. So there! Went back to toby’s parents house and spent the rest of the evening in pleasant conversation, lubricated by a botttle of Jameson. His parents’ dog Jack, was detemined to have sex with my arm, but I managed to persuade him otherwise.

Funny, but I’m looking forward to Christmas now!