Pub news.

I'm sorry for not blogging recently (apart from the jokes), but things worth citing have been few and far between.

In the last few days the pace has picked up somewhat! Di our ever-so lovely soaker landlady lived up to hype and got smashed the other night (her words) and spilt drank black coffee to sober up before she dared go to bed at about 3am ish, she says she can't remember the time!

Charlie, our lovely barmaid got her hand stuck in the handle of a half-pint jug(don't ask), and had to be rescued by Jez!

Charlie, for some reason thought that an Emu was a Llama and that a Haggis was a bird that had one leg shorter than the other so it had to walk around a Scottish mountain in the same direction! Thick? No. Gullible? Oh, yes!

Cheers!