A St. Patrick's Day MiraclePosted on 2004/04/14 13:28:37 (April 2004). [Wednesday 17th March] We'd decided to take our Japanese guests out for a meal, and after amazingly discovering our local Indian restaurant to be full (this almost never happens, especially not mid-week), we opted instead for a little cafe/restaurant place just round the corner. Once in there I noticed something was a little unusual - there didn't seem to be any other men in there. Eventually we realised it was Ladies' night, and gradually the fear and panic started to set in. Just as I was beginning to face up to the horror of spending the evening in the presence of a load of irrate middle aged women who were glouring at me as though I was some kind of intruder, I got a phone call. Lo and behold, Rob, Mark and Byrnie were outside my house, having turned up out of the blue on the off chance I was in. I made my apologies, and left the overly feminine restaurant, to instead spend a lovely evening supping Guinness at my local pub with my pleasingly male friends. It really was a little miracle.
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