There's a good pub there called The Maid of Musswell, try it next time you're there. Thinking about it they don't do Carling though.
The irony of you meeting with a pioneer in liver damage repair, in between getting battered at various points before during and after your trip to the capital is ****ing hilarious p.s. Well done for not falling over btw
Yeah. The irony wasn't lost on me either I hardly went out apart from the meetings, but I had a good few after both of them
how did we forget you told us you were going down there. FFS... glad you are not dead for the record.
I'm quite chilled and would stop anyone messing about too much, it's supposed to be fun and getting tied to a lampost bollock naked is not fun.