I'm ****ing touched

I've had a great four days. Went down to my mate's in London on Saturday afternoon after half a dozen in the Cheese. We watched the final on Saturday night whilst emptying his lager fridge and getting through half a dozen spliffs. On the Sunday, he drove up to Ally Pally and we had a couple of scoops there. He then drove back and dropped me at a pub on Hornsey high street while he took the car home. We'd been there before and new there was a jazz jam session on a Sunday afternoon. Some great players too. One of the barmaids was a Scouser and when I asked her what part, it was Anfield (Breck Road). Her Dad was born on Scotty. She was a ****ing blues ****e

but alright despite that.
On the Monday morning, I had a client meeting with the CEO of a start-up medical device company that has a technology for addressing liver damage (the founder was the guy I mentioned somewhere who was the central figure in a recent edition of Horizon). It's amazing technology if they go the distance. Very disruptive. I then went to a pub opposite Gloucester Road tube. £5 a ****ing pint for Beck's Vier (no bastard Carling).Fish and chips was £14.50 FFS

I got chatting to a Cockerney outside who was a really nice guy. He was a painter & decorator on his lunch break. He never went back

We had a great sesh.
I managed to negotiate my way back to my mate's. We had a fairly quiet night on the Monday and then I had another client meeting in Ely (Littleport) the following afternoon. I ended up in the Royal George at Euston eventually to kill time before the 7.30 pm train back to Wire. It was pretty full and I was sitting at a high table watching the cricket. A guy came over and asked if I'd mind if he sat at the same table. I said I didn't, until he told me he was a ****ing Salfordian. I told him (jokingly) he'd better **** off, and we ended up having a natter. Turned out he wasn't into football, but loved cricket. I got round to telling him my old cricket captain was now CEO at the MCC. Talk about a small world. He asked me ig he was a really tall guy and i said he was. He'd met him at a cricket thing in Dubai earlier that year. Couldn't believe such a nice guy was in a position like that.
Train home and a few in the Cheese rounded things off. Back in the office now
PS I phoned Zingy while I was in London. He answered and then told me he was In Las Vegas. The call probably cost a ****ing fortune
