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Tuesday 7th September 2004
Went for a drink or two tonight, along with Rav and Lisa. First to the Grove. This place is odd. Maybe I've said this before. I dunno. I once asked the barman, "What guest ales do you have at the moment?" and before he could answer, one of the regulars, propping the bar up to the right of me, shouted out, "It's on the board," and sure enough, the main corridor running through the place had a blackboard with all the guest ales written out . . . price, ABV and, erm . . . some kind of description. And so it was here we were tonight . . . then Bar Home, where we bumped into, erm . . . what they called? Heidi and one of her (and Lisa's) friends . . . I think called Naz or Raz or something. No, I think Naz. Later on, I mentioned that the, er, Trachtenburg Family Slideshow Players were playing at The Wardrobe. The who? Trachtenburg. Tractor Burger? No - Trachtenburg. TRACHTENBURG. Track the Burger? No, Trachten . . . oh, forget it. Anyway, somehow I managed to convince Rav to come along. So off we went to the Wardrobe. But it turned out they wanted eight of our pounds and we were like, "Eight? Five, maybe, but not eight." Perhaps if I had heard any of their music, it might have been different. So, we drank our drinks and then went our separate ways. The end.
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