February 21st 2022
Today, fuck it, I’m happy. I’m so happy. I spent the night doing everything that I wanted to do. I went for drinks. I played pool. Eventually. There were very few tables open in Cheltenham on a Monday night. We waited for hours. But we had fun in the mean time.
And then we had Havanas. Absolute filth but exactly what we needed. it was the only burger place I’ve ever been to which made a bigger deal about the Kit Kats on show than the burgers.
We’d planned to cook a risotto but it was late. Because of all the waiting around for a pool table. Fucking frog. Monday night? Psssh.
Until tomorrow, the Frog and Fiddle.