Scrabble, Ale and Wet Feet

The day after a horrible hangover always feels so sweet. It doesn't hurt to move, you can look at a bottle of wine without wanting to sick and most importantly; a rainy day sets you up perfectly for an afternoon in the pub.

The day started with meeting lovely Elaine for a sandwich, an iced coffee (bad choice) and some mutually excellent ranting, before heading back to spend the afternoon in the pub with Laura and Ed in our local. The kind of afternoon with good ale, good company and a lazy game of scrabble that is very hard to beat.