I’m not going to the pub

I was going to the pub this evening. A rare and laddish night out with my buddy Miles. We attempt to do this once a month but its seldom that often we manage it.

Cask conditioned ales are quaffed, exotic bar snacks are consumed and we plot the righting of the worlds wrongs.

‘Cept tonights outing has been cancelled as Miles hasn’t managed enough decorating.