….is the name of the pub I went to tonight. I am sorry to say that there are very few pubs in my village that I have been to, in fact I think that tonight was the first time that I’d been to a pub actually in the village.
I suppose I just don’t want to go to the pub alone as that doesn’t feel right, so when a new friend (from the Alpha course) suggested that we go for a drink I thought why not!?
It’s a lovely pub with cosy rooms, a roaring fire and, if you’re quick enough, a set of soft squishy armchairs – we spent two hours sat on these armchairs nattering away attempting to put the world to rights. Even if it was a Monday night, it was great to go out and just have a good old chinwag – I must do it more often!
I certainly felt very welcome in the pub, which doesn’t always happen as the atmosphere isn’t always right, but this felt like a typical village pub where all the locals go to and there are no “unsavoury elements”. I shall certainly go back again – if only I could drink cider without dashing to the loo every half hour!! ;-)
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A visit to the pub with friends is always a great experience. I love doing that with my friends. Glad to know you had a great time there. :D
excellent. i think the solution to the problem is to frequent the pub more often ;o)
Hey Sam, isn't this funny...I lost my blogroll, and your blog address. Then I visit Stirrup Queens and am playing the comment game and low and behold you are the commentor above me, yeah! Glad to find you again.
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