Had to go and farewell the departing clients at the pub last night. One of them, the worst of the bunch, had the cheek to suggest I buy a round for all 20 of them. Fortunately one of the sensible ones bought me my first drink, and set an example.
Lovely to sit with well groomed Asian lovelies, and talk rubbish to each of them in turn. The pub's so loud, you have to lean forward and shout in her ear, but on the plus side you get an eyeful of fragrant cleavage. On the minus side, it's so close up, you'd need reading glasses to focus. Another reminder it's all downhill from here.