Friday, August 25, 2006

Beats soup and a sandwich

While acknowledging that drinking at lunchtime is neither big nor clever, it is tremendous fun.

The trouble is that many of my one time drinking companions now have evening commitments or, as they are sometime known, families. This means that the only sane response in a world that expects you back home in the evening is a couple at lunchtime.

Okay, so it turned into an all afternoon bender, but that’s not the point. The point is that it turned into an afternoon bender in a sophisticated and harmless way.

Harmless, of course, unless one came back to the office and fired off a few e mails.

The sad truth is, I had a great time. Sitting, chatting and watching Fat Andy and Welsh Joey scream in frustration as they watched the horses they had backed romp home well behind the winner. It may be the sport of Kings, enjoyed by the Queen, but according to those two the jockeys are knaves. All you need is a couple of fools and the royal court is complete.

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