Syphoned more beer into barrel. Secondary fermentaion ends next Friday. Stu called up on his bike, RDLC 250. I want one, tho not an LC.
Mum took us to the Waunwyllt for some nosh. I like that kind of place, very charming. Its out of the way too. I hate rowdy or busy places, where the next tables elbows are scraping your plate, and kids run like idiots around the tables. Waunwyllt is not such a place, sure it gets busy as all good places do, but theres no loud drunkards at the bar. Or slags warming their over priced asses on the jukebox.
The quieter the establishment, the better I like it. Ive always been this way. Kind of like ive been built for solitude.
The one thing I dislike about eating out, is the bloated feeling one gets. I felt too full to fit a drink in, but of course I did. Lots of them.
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