Congratulations to the happy couple, it was a fantastic day. Everything went off without a hitch, well except for one obviously. The food and (free) drink was top drawer and the venue was perfect. Even the Gods blessed us with some scorching sunshine with today’s weather back to the usual cloud and rain.
Vielen Dank alle und gute Nacht! Is presumably what Nick would have said had he actually been able to speak German, rather than just look the part. But none could deny it was a look he wore well. To recap, the gentlemen of Potters Bar set sail for Tallinn, Estonia. Most likely the furthest East many of the men had been, but like the brave faced Englishmen that they are, they kept a stiff upper lip and dug deep into the reserves and faced the cold, Russian front with honour and distinction.
Last night DI’s cousin and good friend and all round top geezer Americo had his official leaving drinks do from his position at Ford. He and a large fleet of Ford people took over an area of the lounge at Sosho in North London. After I eventually found the place myself and DI hit the bar. It was a bit of a swanky establishment, the sort of place where beer is frowned upon so when in Rome… We got some coffee-cocktails to begin with, which we hoped might perk us up a bit, but these charcoal flavoured things were pretty hard going on the palette. Luckily it was my round next and I opted for some far “softer” options, cue the Piña Coladas! Read the rest of this entry »
“Oh my God I love your fucking accent, where are you from, Australia?”
So the story begins…Myself and Mr Garnett put our asses on the line and decided to try and conquer America. How did we fair? Well I’ve certainly never done so much travelling before, on our list was Read the rest of this entry »