Where are you going tonight?

[Bruce Rioja]

We don't have a 'Where Aren't You Going Tonight' thread. Tried to get tickets for Our Country's Good at The Octagon tonight. Nae chance. My own fault for leaving it too late - it finishes tomorrow.

Don't we know someone with an 'in' at the Octagon?

I think it's only fair (seeing as you acted as his carer when I did the Parkrun) that he could, at the very least, affect a backstage pass!

He's already very kindly offered to look into it for me, but I won't get back from Hillsborough in time.

[Gary the Enfield]

We don't have a 'Where Aren't You Going Tonight' thread. Tried to get tickets for Our Country's Good at The Octagon tonight. Nae chance. My own fault for leaving it too late - it finishes tomorrow.

Don't we know someone with an 'in' at the Octagon?

I think it's only fair (seeing as you acted as his carer when I did the Parkrun) that he could, at the very least, affect a backstage pass!

He's already very kindly offered to look into it for me, but I won't get back from Hillsborough in time.

Ah. Ne'er mind.

[Prufrock]

Bruce, I say this as a friend, and I haven't seen the play; you've made the wrong call.

[Bruce Rioja]

Bruce, I say this as a friend, and I haven't seen the play; you've made the wrong call.

Of this there is no doubt, Prufrock. Especially being as everyone else is out for an al fresco late lunch too.

[thebish]

wherever you are going... don't try to get there with Apple Maps...

[bobo the clown]

wherever you are going... don't try to get there with Apple Maps...

I won't .... I assure you, I won't.

[Bruce Rioja]

Not tonight, but on Saturday evening a bunch of us are off to EastZEast in Manny. Really looking forward to it. Not, however, looking forward to Sunday morning after me doubtlessly having fallen off of the waggon and having landed on my head with a big bump!

[thebish]

I'm off out to conduct a wedding in lovely Dartmouth.. the groom is an HGV driver - he'll be arriving in a big cab - and whisking his bride off in it afterwards (well - all 200yds to the post wedding pub!) - she's sceptical that in her heels and wedding dress she'll be able to clamber up into the cab!

[Annoyed Grunt]

I'm off out to conduct a wedding in lovely Dartmouth.. the groom is an HGV driver - he'll be arriving in a big cab - and whisking his bride off in it afterwards (well - all 200yds to the post wedding pub!) - she's sceptical that in her heels and wedding dress she'll be able to clamber up into the cab!

I have visions of you replicating Benny Hill in the Italian Job.

[Bruce Rioja]

East Z East. Nom, nom, nom, nom

[thebish]

I'm off out to conduct a wedding in lovely Dartmouth.. the groom is an HGV driver - he'll be arriving in a big cab - and whisking his bride off in it afterwards (well - all 200yds to the post wedding pub!) - she's sceptical that in her heels and wedding dress she'll be able to clamber up into the cab!

I have visions of you replicating Benny Hill in the Italian Job.

and here she is...

[2399]

Tommorow I have been roped in to go to the Royal Melbourne Show.

And on Wednesday night I am starting a Radio Course, after 5 nights weekly if I pass I will get to make a Demo tape!

[Gary the Enfield]

Tommorow I have been roped in to go to the Royal Melbourne Show.

And on Wednesday night I am starting a Radio Course, after 5 nights weekly if I pass I will get to make a Demo tape!

Will you then buy it for yourself?

[2399]

Thanks Gary for the good wishes!

[Bruce Rioja]

Not tonight, tomorrow evening - Lighthearted Intercourse.

[Lord Kangana]

Is that like a sorbet?

[Lost Leopard Spot]

Not tonight. Now.
Inspired by Abdoulaye's Twin and his non-supply of alcohol, I'm heading down the pub, because I can. I've got the day off work, not back in until Monday, the sun is shining, and life's too short.

Cheers.

[CrazyHorse]

You're going to the pub and won't be back until Monday? Now that's my kind of weekend!

[Lost Leopard Spot]

You're going to the pub and won't be back until Monday? Now that's my kind of weekend!

Haha, if only. I don't think my liver could take the abuse. Had a nice afternoon though, mellowed on four pints of Yella-Belly...

A plethora of songs I've not heard in ages:

"The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees
And frantically looking for runaway fleas"

"Hoo. Ha. Hooo. Ha.
That's the sound of the men working on the chain ga.e.ang
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang"

"And it burns,burns,burns
the ring of fire
the ring of fire."

[Lost Leopard Spot]

Sod the liver... I going back out to get gently pixellated.
See you all lay-tar.