Well my pal turned up, eventually. But to hell with the essay, can’t be bothered discussing it now. Can’t be bothered doing anything now to be honest, with the sun shining outside. And it being all summery.
Sadly, the moment Scotland turns to summer and everyone is gasping to sit outside and eat, drink and be merry in the glorious sunshine which will last about a fortnight, the council goes and digs up two big holes in the pavement outside my work, EXACTLY where we put the outside seating. So when every pub is hoaching with punters sitting outside we’re empty during the day.
I swear, someone in O’Neills has paid off a councillor to sabotage us.
