boglin

Some people just ain't host material, eh?

I nip up the road to visit

eddy_, and am sitting out in the back garden with him and Jo, and

kneeshooter, when plans to go head to The Red Lion are discussed.

eddy_'s faffing around with his sauce inside, so whilst he's doing so

kneeshooter and I discuss Greek tragedy and wait. And wait. And wait...

Eventually we discover -

everyone has fecked off down the pub

Yes, gentle reader! The buggers have fecked off out of the front door leaving us sat in the back garden waiting for them! The outrage!

I only discover this when after 10 minutes I send a text to

eddy_ asking where he is, as he appears to have disappeared.

Can goths not count??? Do we look so alike that nobody noticed one of them is missing?

Jheez! Just as well I had my washing to do and Freecell loaded up, or I'd be having a really sad loser night!

Ah...er...