jackl’s blogMe and the NGF
Met the NGF yesterday for our regular lunch time snifter. As I’ve been out of action for a month we had a bit to catch–up on. He had to get pictures printed of his baby (no not NGF First Born, but his camper van) for insurance purposes, so a quick fumble with a Kodak print–it–yourself machine later and it was off to the pub.
The Hogs Head veggie special
Sadly although well within hobbling distance for yours truly our Hogs Head has become Veggie–unfriendly and so we left swiftly.
Varsity, veggie with a capital V
The newer and less traditional Varsity (just round the corner) came to the rescue as a watering hole for us weary office dwellers needing a choice of dead–animal–free sustenance. It also gives the old lags a disconcerting feeling that they are drinking in what was the expensive crockery section of Keddies.
Food–wise we both settled for a cheese baguette and chips (you can see why it was so hard for the Hogs’ to please us) and got exactly what it said on the tin. It wasn’t the best grub I’d ever tasted but it was reasonably priced and filled a gap. My Guinness went down a storm (as it always does whenever I don’t have to pay for it).
Interesting facts
The following interesting facts where observed:
- NGFs brother dances like a monkey.
- A Girls Night Out is never as care–free as a Blokes Night Out.
- The French have no concept of vegetarianism.
- Driving on the right side of the road is harder than you’d imagine (as is knowing what toll is credit card only) when in France.
- Never take your partner when you need to change your spectacles.
Photo courtesy of Steve Ford Elliot. Thanks Steve.
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