The Codsall Station

Lazy day. Epic lie in to recover my weekends excursions.

Gym.

Pub with Alex/Wynni :) I met Wynni at high school. We were placed on a table together in Art which contain three Alex's and three Lou's. Very confusing! However we have all stayed great friends since.

Squash player and real ale drinker. He got me to drive to 'nice pub'. Turned out to be Codsall's old train station. Our opinions differ somewhat as I thought Holden's Old Ale was vile. But each to their own i guess. Quickly established I was the only female in the place yet sadly younger than all the men by a casual 30 years. Chatted for a few hours. I love this man, receding hair line an' all. Sheffield has stolen him.