“You Grouse!”
Me & My Life, You Had To Be There | (5 Comments)
Yesterday I was at a BBQ with a few friends. The host was 18 a few days ago, but it's not as if we needed an excuse. Overall it went well: the weather was warm, the atmosphere relaxing, and of course there was plenty of food and drink. I even managed to cycle home afterwards without trouble.
But half way through the evening, trouble was aplenty. One of my friends there was George ((I've not asked his permission to blog about this, but I'm sure he'll be OK. UPDATE: permission granted)). George is great for conversations, especially during one of his ...