Bruce Lee's Revenge

For the third night in a row I find myself facing multiple teapots of Bruce Lees (combination of vodka, gin, ginger ale, peach juice & other things that I am at present completely beyond remembering) at postwork drinkies. Bruce Lee is deceptively refreshing, not too sweet and kicks like a mule.

Have given up trying to blip the teapots on the table with our glasses, as the bar is so dimly lit that the teapot can be a struggle to even find in the first place, much less photograph. And hey, it's not a clever or arty shot so it makes no difference. So instead, here's a barman assembling one of our teapots.

I am very much hoping the world really does end tomorrow, because it's getting more and more difficult to get up and go to work in the morning!