Met Mervyn at Newlands and we had a really special time catching up over a bacon bap and a cup of tea.
In truth, I’ve got this weird extrapolation thing where I swap the two over, and have missed several rendezvouses over the years because of it.
True, but I was still boxing in the wrong corner. Met a nice chap there on his lovely BMW XR which he was very pleased with, and told us about a haunt in Basingstoke, a pub I’ve forgotten the name of already but the second word is Bull no pun intended. EDIT Iron Bull
I like the XR was tempted but too heavy for my needs and wants, reckon first word is The? Sure I’ve worked close to Basingstoke, Hook a nice place to live.
Chris, that's my seat in the background by the waste bin, i always sit on that railway sleeper drinking a milkshake watching the bikes come in.