I was out early doors to do some banking and other clerical stuff.
On the way back I called in to a mate of mine's for a coffee but she was a bit under the weather, so I ended up going to the shops for some milk and bread and co-codamol. That was me, then, chief sandwich maker and Barista (well, instant coffee, but you get the drift).
Just getting ready to go out with Michael, Soph and Becky for some comestibles and liquid refreshments.
As for beers in Brum, it's a deal. Ria, note the plural.
I hadn't realised Michael had been to France to watch England v Russia and England v Wales. Poor thing says that his head still hurts. My heart bleeds purple p155 for him. Here you are, son, listen to me on the bongos, harmonica and fiddle.