He's learnt his lesson about trusting the train network to get him anywhere on time for a drink so last night he got a boat.
Some might say this is not the most efficient means of quick transport but when it has a bar and is loaded with a few chums he reports that it is not a bad means of getting to the destination (a pub in Hanham).
In fact so enamoured was he of the boat that he took it back to town as well.
His trip back was enlivened by a number of texts from the lovely Claire asking him to hurry up and come to Bed. The careful reader will note the capitalisation, we are sorry to report (for him, very happy for her) that Bed is a bar in Bristol.
He chucked a few beers down before moving on to the Ram (a great late night pub) for a few more until kicks out time.
He fell asleep on the sofa in front of the TV of course.
Today has been a very chilled out day in lying on the sofa in front of the TV or at least it was until Becky turned up and he got sent out to get some "nice things". An hour of trekking round various cafes later (and slipping over in a pile of mud, which really helped his mood) the girls were fed and watered.
Other than that the only distraction has been feeding Red's mother's cats (not at all convoluted). Oh and yes her fish as well. He seems to think that a good time saver would be to just let the cats get to the fish and re-stock before she gets back from her holiday but Claire has pooh poohed that idea.
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