I may be joining you in the cold turkey stakes, for what it’s worth. My employment T&Cs have changed too, so I may keep my head down for a while.
Is now a good time to say that I work freelance, from home?
Thought not.
Oh, I dunno… depends what we’re talking about…
[sub]runs away and hides under the blankets[/sub]
whats a giant either like a normal either, only bigger?
Bad news I’m afraid I’m ill and won’t be able to make the dopefest 
Sorry. Put my name down for number 3.
Gartog[sub]disapointed, but that’s life[/sub]
That’s a shame Gartog
I hope you feel better soon, and we’ll see you at the next one.
LaurAnge and partner are on their way to the airport now. Pity them for they will be jetlagged, and I know from personal experience that jet lag makes you fall over and hit your head.
Well, we’re actually leaving for the 'port in about… checks watch 30 minutes!
Wooooooooo
What about train lag? Bus lag?
Following extensive research last night shaolin and I have come to the following conclusions about The Mitre:
General condition:
Seemed clean.
The ground floor was very traditionally pub-like. The basement (with pool tables) smelled faintly of urine, it must be said.
Location:
Slightly farther from Paddington that anticipated, but within strolling distance. (The pub is actually closer to Lancaster Gate, geography fans.)
Beer:
Not fantastic. We noted the available brands: Marston’s Pedigree, London Pride, Brakspear, Boddingtons, Heineken and Stella. Pride rated only 4/10 - this was not a Fuller’s pub though. Brakspear scored 5/10. Probably best to stick to lager.
Food:
Pretty good. Fish and chips (£7.95) was okay. Sausages and mash (£6.75) good - the consistency of the mash was not great but the gravy made up for it. Overall 7-and-a-half/10. The food took a while arriving but plates were cleared promptly.
A passing plate revealed that the pies were a bit small and did not come with much mash.
(Mash is important. Concentrate.)
Quiz machine:
Generic. Looked like a secondhand Weakest Link machine with Ann Robinson extracted from it.
Music:
Seemed to be stuck on some kind of one hit wonders CD, judging by what we heard: Steve Harley, Don McClean, that bloke who sang Kung Fu Fighting, those two women from Jamaica… you know… they sang that song…
Nearby restaurants:
Some Italian place. An Indian called ‘The Everest’ just up the road. It was getting late, ok?
In the interests of fairness we considered the following pubs also:
The Sawyer’s Arms
Noisy, and with unusually large urinals. Unfortunately there was just no soul to the place. And the toilets were a bit grotty.
The Dickens
Despite extravagant claims to be London’s longest pub (ok, it WAS pretty long), this pub lost points for playing an abysmal Tim Booth/James compilation.
The rest of my notes are unintelligible.
Alex
That’s why I love him. He’s so fastidious when it comes to research.
WHAT?!?!?!?!
:eek:
No Guinness?
[sub]lip starts to tremble…[/sub]
I have a hangover today. I had one on Monday. I will almost certainly have one on Saturday. Is there any realistic way I can avoid drinking on Saturday night? My health kick is currently dead in the water.
I would just get drunk again now Crusoe, and stay that way.
Then at least you wont have a hangover, you’ll just be pished!
Slightly hung over here, too. And the weekend has yet to start.
I’m supposed to be behaving at the moment, since I switched companies yesterday and I’m trying to impress with my professionalism. Ha.
Tir Tinuviel - they had Guinness. Well, at least I saw someone drinking stout of some description. It was shoddy research, and we are sorry for any panic we may have caused.
In the interests of clarity, I have posted the original notes here: http://bigsky.topcities.com/images/mitre.jpg
Hmmm, clicking the link doesn’t seem to work takes you to my hosts homepage instead), but copy n’ pasting it does.
Weird.
ha ha ha!
you literally made NOTES!
lol!
You rock!
A lot of free webhosts disable direct linking to images or files. They force you (in theory, at least) to go via the web page.
My favourite part of the notes:
Sheila’s takeaway (not australian) (not posh)
Let’s go there! It’s not Australian!
I am slowly coming to the conclusion that I am going to have to pay for hosting, painful though that seems.
I regularly frequent dining establishments on the criteria that they are not Australian. It’s a good rule of thumb.
I would just like to say to all the people going out in Wokingham tonight - no excuses along the lines of “I’m not drinking, cos I’m still hungover from last night” will be tolerated on Saturday.