Damn i miss overseas... London was a beautiful place, never short of a good time at a good pub. Funny how things you haven't thought of in a while suddenly pop into your head. Things that seem almost like a dream now but at the time became a normal part of your day to day. Those midweek antics with workmates in Hammersmith. The area is crawling with pubs and we spent so much time there. The Dartmouth, Edwards, William Morris.

The service on Saturday night at the Indian restuarant was appauling. Waited two hours for a few bits of chicken and rice. Mind you with all that red wine, I didn't notice as much. Time shoots on by when you've had a few and indulge in conversation. 'Twas Kosty's birthday, and it's not often we go out for dinner as a group. I really enjoy it.