The annual Christmas lunchtime outing with the rest of the team from work.
We had booked into a local catering college and the food was of a good quality even if our waiter hadn't quite got to grips with laying out the cutterly as yet, and that they had a plethora of beetroot. Beer was in the shape of a bottle of Marston's Pedigree.
Afterwards some of us decamped to the Glebe during which time Helen tried her hands on the honky tonk piano. Joules Slumbering Monk came to the rescue.
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