No recipes.
Ok, i was 5 mins late as my plan had been to sit at a table with the guardian spread out from quarter to, which in retrospect may have been more successful in making sure everyone met.
As it was, I entered saw fanny and no offence at the bar pointing at me mouthing "fuck he really is quite big".
Anyway, they are a couple of gentlemen and we threw beer down our necks for 3 hours. No Offence agreed with me that rounds put a lot of pressure on everyone and it's better off just getting your own in and Fanny ruined Prison Break by letting split a massive spoiler. :) Mrs Borboski turned up and drove me home at aproximately 1900 hours. Fanny and No Offence trotted off to another pub where no doubt they were pawed by an array of gorgeous female models.
I hilariously left the loo at the Temple of Conveniance with my flies undone, YET AGAIN i hasten to add, luckily I have new jeans today which should be better, although Fanny compounded this by asking if my nob was big. I told him it was a grower, and not a shower, which I think was witty.
Here are some pictures:
This is us in Rusholme, which is packed full of traffic and wastes time driving through.
This is Fanny looking surprised and No Offence shutting his eyes in pure, blissful pleasure.
And this is some proof that I was there, my Dominic Diamond mug a bit fuzzy on the side.
Cheers the pair of yis, an afternoon well spent.
