March 2012 Archives
After a real slog of a day at work, finishing late, I needed a drink, so I contacted my friend Healthy P (HP) and we went to Hell's Waiting Room.
The barmaid there, Raven Smokey-eyes, served a large red wine for me and a real ale of some sort for my friend. But HP reckoned his pint was 'on the turn' so Raven changed it for a different sort of bitter.
'A different sort of bitter' ... I experience that every day. (Let it be the title of my next poem.)
Then we sat and supped and tried to be reflective and poetic while to Smooth FM was belting out.
After a while Smooth makes me feel rough so at my suggestion we toddled down the road to Peggy Gadfly's. It was surprisingly busy and lively in there.