I was just about to leave to go for beers in the City when I get a call from the guy I was supposed to meet. He’d just got home when his wife said, “I thought you were going out drinking. There’s no dinner; I’m going out too.” Bastard, I was going to try and sell some consultancy to him. He's off on his holidays from next week.
Damn it. I’m going out anyway. I'll be in the Majestic Inn if anyone fancies a pint.
Damn it. I’m going out anyway. I'll be in the Majestic Inn if anyone fancies a pint.
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