I really enjoyed having a pint with my mate from work when we clocked off for the night. It gave us both a reason not to stay working late into the nightI'm so looking forward to just going to a bar and buying a pint - no great desire to get trashed... just sit and mull over a pint.
No I haven't. Where's that?We are desperate to get home. As soon as it is possible we will be there, at the pub, laughing with friends. We need it for our mental health.
My mother will be rude about my weight and age. I shall hate that. I'll eat fish and chips from Beckett's in Cleethorpes market place. And a chinese takeaway with my stepmother, if she is still able to.
I'll go to The Tea Gardens (Mrs Miggins have you been?) and drink a beer or two with old, good, friends.
It's the bowling club in Waltham on Skinners Lane. Decent beer at good price.No I haven't. Where's that?
Ah! I have a cousin living in Waltham so if I make it up there, I'll check it out.It's the bowling club in Waltham on Skinners Lane. Decent beer at good price.
Not a drinker but the idea of whiling away a few hours in a cafe getting wrecked on coffee seems idealistic.
It’s been there for years. I first drank in there when I was about 18. I think it is members only, but I’m not sure how absolutely strict they are on that. It’s very local bar for local people. But in a nice way.Ah! I have a cousin living in Waltham so if I make it up there, I'll check it out.
Yes. To wake up and not have the dark cloud there anymore.Not a drinker either, I've just been pining to mooch about the city and go to a busy street market.
Ya know...you've just put that very well. Very well indeed. It's OK living like this to a degree. We've all got used to it as far as we can. But for that dark cloud to be gone. Yeah - that's going to be great.Yes. To wake up and not have the dark cloud there anymore.
I can visualise you wandering back from the CB singing something along these lines to the tune of ladies of Spain or 47 ginger headed sailorsI walk past my local a couple of times a day I'm looking forward to not walking past it and announcing loudly
The Crooked Billet, I am inside you.
You should try the chip restaurant on the pier, it's very goodWe are desperate to get home. As soon as it is possible we will be there, at the pub, laughing with friends. We need it for our mental health.
My mother will be rude about my weight and age. I shall hate that. I'll eat fish and chips from Beckett's in Cleethorpes market place. And a chinese takeaway with my stepmother, if she is still able to.
I'll go to The Tea Gardens (Mrs Miggins have you been?) and drink a beer or two with old, good, friends.
I have a dream of coming last, but for some reason I often come second to last. Infuriating.I'm looking forward to getting beaten in the pub quiz again.
You should try the chip restaurant on the pier, it's very good
oh i didn't mean either / or, but andI like Becketts, and given how they supported essential workers by giving free meals, I want to support them. They did all of this before Steels too. They’re a very old fashioned style chippy.
From the pier I'd be able to watch the donkeys being miserable on the beach. Assuming they're still there.oh i didn't mean either / or, but and
I've missed cafes so much. Just sitting there with a coffee, pain au raisin treat and my little Chromebook...Not a drinker but the idea of whiling away a few hours in a cafe getting wrecked on coffee seems idealistic.
We have been lucky. Bars have stayed open since lockdown 1. Limited hours, and only outside, it has sometimes been a godsend to have those few minutes in the open air with two friends and a glass or two of somethingI've missed cafes so much. Just sitting there with a coffee, pain au raisin treat and my little Chromebook...
Stop it you're making me miss my dad nowYou should try the chip restaurant on the pier, it's very good