…and I had a lovely time at The Landseer in Islington today with other Uni mates. Amy and Paul brought their lovely new son Tom along for the experience and he seemed to enjoy meeting everyone (well, ok, he was alseep almost all of the time but hey let’s not get into the semantics…).

I know for a fact he’s going to love the present we got him:

YES! It’s a big dinosaur, with squeaky bits, scrunchy bits and a mirror… and it’s big and green. You may have noticed that last bit actually.

Anyway, after a nice lunch and catch up we all went our own way and I had an amazingly good journey home (in that it was reasonable without too many massive delays – which is amazing for a Sunday…). Shame it was pissing down for my 15 minute trundle back home.

Drowned rat? Ho yes.

Still, our team just came second in my local’s pop quiz (we normally end up about 4th of out 7), which a) made up for it and b) was quite a nice way to say toodles to it for a year (I’m out and about next Sunday).

In hindsight I shouldn’t’ve had that third beer though.

Still, it’s only Saturday I guess. I nice lie in tomor… sorry? What? Whatday? Sun… ?

Ah, crap.

Pat