The ostensible purpose of said trip to see the Pofydd et al was to enjoy (?!) the Wales -v- Australia match with a plan to watch the action at the Aberaeron Rugby Club with the Nidur and Rib Robs.
Tragically Rib Robs' car decided that it was feeling left out having not recently been criticised in these pages and so conked out 2 miles from his home leaving him stranded and their numbers diminished somewhat.
Saddened but undaunted and after a quick walk across the mountain with Pop the Dog ("The Lurcher" - bear with us on these, all will be revealed), Polly ("Knuckles"), Dafydd ("Daf The Hat") and our subject ("Chopper") drove down to Aberaeron (the advantages of a pregnant woman as a designated driver are not to be underestimated) to meet up with Tudur ("Flash Pants") and Nia ("The Cleaner").
A couple of beers over lunch in the Harbourmaster before the thrills and spills of watching the game at the club (enlivened by the deposit of a golf ball into "The Hat"'s pint) and the unrestrained joy at the result set them in fine fettle even before the club produced a feast of faggots for an early supper.
A quick dash to the Tynners for a change of scene (and what a fabulous change of scene it was - the blonde behind the bar was well worth the admission) helped to bring "The Hat" and "Chopper" but not to be fair "Fancy Pants" to the limits of their endurances (not aided by some liberal golf ball deployment). A quick round of pool in the Wildfowler had them gulping down the last of a gallon of beer before the evening ended with some glasses of twin imposters juice (champers) back at home (with "The Hat" asleep on the kitchen floor).
We wonder where these new nicknames might be leading us...
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