A man walks into a bar
March 31st, 2006
I was coaxed out of my shell into the back-streets of Croydon tonight, walked into a pub that I have never been into and knew over half the patrons.
There was a mixture of ex-colleagues and my wife’s colleagues, all of whom knew me, and we had a right laugh.
Even some strangely familiar faces from NZ were there - talk about a small world.
I’ve just arrived home now, after a BK meal and a couple of slices of toast&lime-curd, the first food I have eaten today, and feel almost human again.
Mental note: Must eat more …
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