  Went to the Globe theatre yesterday afternoon. (we can do culture) Alan used to work there so he arranged a free tour for loads of us. It was pretty cool actually (and we all got to knock off work early) Walked down there from the LSE (and it was a really nice day as well) Afterwards loads of us went to a pub down the road and sat outside in the beer garden which overlooks the Thames with a brilliant view of St Pauls. That also was cool. Eventually it just got too cold so we moved inside and stayed drinking for the evening until only Alan, Matt and I were left. It all got quite deep and meaningful for a while there. Went back to Matt's and drank gin (I don't know why)and watched the League of Gentleman (which is funny anyway but when you've been drinking all night everything's funny).
Did I tell you my brother got barred from the George on Sunday. He wanted to fight Dale. (didn't help that Geordie Phil was in and wanted to help him take on the bouncers as well) I mean how the hell do you get barred from the fucking George? That takes some serious doing. Obviously the boy's talented. I'm very proud. Unrelated but someone managed to get an Enfield Arms bar stool into Bar Form the other night. I feel oddly proud of my pub for that. We manged to get a fucking bar stool past two bouncers.
Now what other pub has people who could do that? No actually allow me to re-phrase. What other pub has people who would want to do that? Just had a bacon and cheese roll. Tasty. Best cure for a hangover going (hair of the dog excluded) Laters, R urlLink Email me you spanners! 
