Blokes in Bar

I’ve been practising using both my thumbs when typing stuff up on my iPhone. Y’know, like young people do. In all truth I’m pretty much just putting the e and a in using my left thumb but I’m pretty impressed with myself. Old dogs, n’that.
Talking of old dogs, I got birrled across to Cala Egos to see the midday Newcastle v Liverpool game by young Mick, and Clive came along too. Here they are, transfixed by the spectacle unfolding above our cricked necks.
After the obligatory three pints of lager I was birrled back. And then I lay in the sun, snoring happily away. And so ended the holiday.