pubs

the simmish arms, originally uploaded by Joker the Lurcher.

my boy is a great believer in striking while the iron is hot. this is a saying which means he does not do waiting. (i have to explain sayings as beefburger people sometimes find them a bit alarming - just think about "toasting the bride" if you didn't know it was a saying...) anyway, my boy was watching a programme on the telly called "britain's toughest pubs". this is a rather scary series where very tough looking men with shaved heads talk quietly about "sorting out a bit of bovver".

no sooner had it finished than my boy was on his computer designing a pub. it is called the simmish arms. it is rather scruffy and at the back is a purpose built alleyway. "this is so people can go round the back and beat each other up" said my boy, in what seemed an overly matter-of-fact way. the toilets in the simmish arms are decidedly seedy with a rather horrible urinal.

so i was rather alarmed when the peeps announced that they were going to a pub in brighton. they are not very good at going on dates. usually they wander aimlessly round supermarkets so it was very encouraging that they actually were going out to meet some people. my boy's sitter was coming and the peeps had been invited to a birthday drink with one of the police people from herself's team. this person is called qt. (you have to say it out loud to get the effect - although how a stab vest could make anyone look cute is beyond me - they have had to think up nicknames for everyone as they have too many people with the same name).

i spent the whole evening worrying that they would get taken outside and beaten up in an alley. i suppose with so many police people there it was less likely but i'm a bit of a worrier when i can't keep an eye on them. no-one would touch them with me around - i have some rather fine teeth.

anyway they came back safe and sound having had a lovely time. herself had taken some rather odd photos. qt is rather camera shy so there are some fine shots of elbows and shoulders. and some nice ones of a lady with a nickname that is something to do with yorkshire puddings and her girlfriend. none of herself though. herself is not even slightly photogenic and insists that she inflates like a bullfrog when faced with a camera. i may have to adopt sneaky tactics in order to capture a shot of her...