Fun was rescued from the hum-drum by stealth and ingenuity in a competition that proved to test the mettle of a man to his very marrow.
The caliber of ‘Chicken feed’ was low for the most part. The usual smattering of service station toilet mints, eastern European lollies etc - But with cunning and courage combined, great gems could be plucked by the brave.
Bootie
The battle for stationary was unrelenting and fierce, punctuated most pleasantly, by pie.
Oops! Is that one of the blue Urushis?
They were giving those away too? 
Not one of George Formby’s better numbers. 
Was stuck in work all day 
Technics girl - Someone send me pictures of Technics girl. She was plain but with a saucy nature that is so often lacking in those more self knowing. - Mr. MWS
AN was sounding good, Harbeth sounding nice, Music First very musical.
Then off to the pie shop, now in the Old Duke
Yes,enjoyed the AN room,is always good at Bristol.
Was good to have a better look at the 1210s as well.
Pie was a bit dissapointing,had wild mushroom,which was a bit mushroomy.
No meat?
Sold out by just after 1pm.
Shame. I always liked you. Hadn’t realised you were such a cunt. Any man worth his salt would of stormed out the place in search for a decent kebab.
Top butchering that. No cunt unaxed…no kebab uneaten…no common sense displayed…
Why weren’t you there?
Probably because I don’t socialise with mushroom munching bell-ends.
I thought that, owes me a pie.
