Duke of Wellington

Posted on 2014/06/09 22:16:12 (June 2014).

[Thursday 5th June 2014]
A rather crappy week at work (people in another office trying to shut down things I've put a lot of hard work into) left me feeling not a little frustrated today, and so I was keen to flee the office at the earliest opportunity and seek the reassuring sanctuary of the pub.

I managed to persuade some friends from the office to come along too, although it seemed to take them all bloody ages to get out of the building, and I was already on pint number 3 by the time anyone else arrived.

I then needed to leave shortly after, to have dinner with Chie and Erika - we decided to go to a "cheesy Italian" in Pimlico we'd been to once before, wherein the food is still at best passable, but they were nice to Erika, something which pretty much seems to be in the DNA of Italian waiters and waitresses.

After that I returned to the pub again, as the people from the office were still there. I think I probably just got quite ranty for the remainder of the evening.

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