I may be off to a military festival today.
Jun. 5th, 2011 10:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
huggeroftreesI say may, because I met a man in the pub last night and I'm waiting for him to call me this morning and confirm that he's willing to take me out for the day.
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Actually, it's less exciting than that. Wending my wobbly way home from the comedy festival last night/this morning (Sarah Millican is HYSTERICALLY FILTHY in real life and I laughed so much I thought I was going to asphyxiate myself from lack of breathing) I was just considering my warm and cosy bed when I noticed the barman was having a smoke break in the doorway of the pub.
"Hullo!" Sayeth I, being in a somewhat merry mood despite the lateness of the hour.
"Hullo," replyeth he. "Your mate be inside, drinking cheerily. You should pop in and say hi."
"I should," thought I! (For I am nothing if not persuadable when tipsy). "Let me past and I shall do so forthwith."
The outcome of which was that there was the drinking of more beverages and it did come to pass that I was informed of the exciting news that my landlord was taking some relations to the Duncannon Military Festival (RE-ENACTMENT SQUEE) and there might be room in the car for a little one. Emboldened by my vodka consumption I ventured to enquire as to whether I could be cheeky and tag along for the fun.
Hence you find me. Slightly hungover and awaiting a phone call. With coffee. And slight trepidation.
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Actually, it's less exciting than that. Wending my wobbly way home from the comedy festival last night/this morning (Sarah Millican is HYSTERICALLY FILTHY in real life and I laughed so much I thought I was going to asphyxiate myself from lack of breathing) I was just considering my warm and cosy bed when I noticed the barman was having a smoke break in the doorway of the pub.
"Hullo!" Sayeth I, being in a somewhat merry mood despite the lateness of the hour.
"Hullo," replyeth he. "Your mate be inside, drinking cheerily. You should pop in and say hi."
"I should," thought I! (For I am nothing if not persuadable when tipsy). "Let me past and I shall do so forthwith."
The outcome of which was that there was the drinking of more beverages and it did come to pass that I was informed of the exciting news that my landlord was taking some relations to the Duncannon Military Festival (RE-ENACTMENT SQUEE) and there might be room in the car for a little one. Emboldened by my vodka consumption I ventured to enquire as to whether I could be cheeky and tag along for the fun.
Hence you find me. Slightly hungover and awaiting a phone call. With coffee. And slight trepidation.