Appearances Can Be Deceptive

Owing to a late night
(and early morning)
and a pint or 2 or 3...
in the pub
there will be no poem today.

This is Annie
(last blipped here)
fronting her band Best Served Cold
who called me
'the nicest man in the world'
over the microphone!
to the whole pub!
and dedicated a song to me.

During the evening landlord Mike
came over and plonked a free pint
in front of me.

What's going on?
What do they know?

Can they tell?