Monthly Archives: September 2016

A bar of note

My second in command and I are presently enjoying a nice cold Staropramen in the 13th Note, my most favourite bar ever. 

Not only is beer labelled as to its suitability for vegans, the whole (gorgeous) menu is vegetarion/vegan. 

If you’re ever in Glasgow, have a wander down King Street.

Plastic Letters

… was the name of a Blondie album. In my opinion, their best. Today, though, I bought some cardboard letters.

Yes, the Z is the wrong way round, but I’d taken the picture before noticing. Rest assured, it’s now correctly oriented.

After buying half of the contents of Hobbycraft, we caught a bus to town. Before returning home, we called off at the Bridge Hotel, where I found two Atom beers on draught. 

Only staying for one, this was a difficult decision. Light or dark?

Or a half pint of both. 

And both were very nice. We may also have had a game of skittles in the Split Chimp while in town. 

Regrettably, I was defeated by my second in command. But only because she cheated.

I’m sure there was a ‘1’ prefix missing from my first score.