Whatever Happened To – Visting Pubs

During a conversation with the Del Boy of the Midlands yesterday I came to a worrying realisation. I haven’t been in a pub since Christmas Day.

Thats right, the 25th of December, last year. As that was just a ten minute pint-and-dash while I was waiting for the spuds to boil it doesn’t really count. So I haven’t spent an evening in a hostelry for over three weeks. It looks like I’ve successfully become a parent then.

I should break out of this behaviour pattern, but I’m too tired and plain lazy to bother. I need to make more of an effort or it will be quiet nights in watching the likes of Holby City and Corrie for me. Which is not a pleasing prospect, a chap needs his quality lager time you know.