We called Lemuel "Gimpy," on account of he had three legs

Further.

We ate at Budokan before heading down to Colston Hall for the fillum; this usually works pretty well: good food, served well and swiftly. Last night came close to not cutting it though; we had to wait over half an hour between ordering and the food appearing, which left us with a distressingly short time to scoff it all down.

The people there were most apologetic (and offered us free sticky pudding, which (sadly (and parenthetically)) we hadn't time to accept). Still, the food itself was as good as we could expect - indeed, as good as I've ever eaten there. If anyone is interested, ramtops had teriyaki duck, I had chilli fried pork (from the specials board) and we shared a Budokan platter.

There was only one dead mouse in the bedroom when we got home too.

This was our second Out in one week; we're getting better at it (well, third if you count a client meeting in Sunbury on Tuesday: I don't). We saw Show of Hands with friends Pat and Dave (WANOLJ) at St George's on Wednesday. Thoroughly recommended if (as you should) you like your folk to exhibit an occasional nice sharp sociopolitical edge along with the damned fine playing and general Excellent Time Being Had By All.

We all came back here, after, and spent a while drinking single malts and talking bollocks, which is always a good thing.