Costello’s birthday

Today I went to lunch to celebrate my friend Costello’s birthday… and here she is.

My friend Costello

We had a lovely meal at our friend John’s pub, within walking distance from where I live. Having sunk a couple of pints, I pottered off to the Gents toilet and was there struck by how wonderful the verdigris looked upon the copper piping in the urinal. How acidic we blokes must be.

Excellent virdigris

I am making this post in mid-afternoon. This evening I go to see the opera La Traviata at my local theatre. Before that, I shall take a nap to sleep off the excellents pints of Abbot ale that I quaffed this lunchtime. Speak to you later my dear blogophiles.