Work work work

It's a hard life...

Pete was a bit sore today from his head butting the floor yesterday. He still managed to help me move pool table slates around all morning.

Had a couple of calls in town, worryingly I got chatted up by a rather drunk bloke in old market. He insisted I chose a song for him on the jukebox, I Politely chose Green Day, the landlady found it hilarious and rescued me.........eventually!

Planning to work outside most of the day tomorrow!