the fergmeister

Sam and I both woke up feeling like death warmed up. Me because of aches and fatigue following the flu jab, Sam with actual flu? I dunno, but feeling pretty much the same as me.
Up early but, at least with the clocks changing, we were able to go back to bed for a bit before heading out to meet Fergus who came through from the weedge to congratulate us in person. Fergus and I have been pals since we were 15/16 and he is one of the most genuine blokes I've ever known.
Here he is torturing me with 2/3rds of Barista by Summer Wine Brewing. I think I' might crack and allow myself a 1/3rd in a couple months or so.