Pub night

The evening air was dripping with humidity. The dish was overflowing with good pub fries. The table was surrounded by interesting friends old and new. The gullet took in cider on a weekday (unprecedented). The pub cat hung out on a nearby table and big spiders lived in the cracks. A great, pretty spontaneous evening.

Helpful to drag me away from this fascinating and depressing video which I've been watching pretty much non-stop for over a week.