Two pints please! (If Mindy knew this picture was on my blog, she'd probably kill me.)
Er. Beer for lunch? Hans calls it "cider" but it tastes like beer to me.
And later, perusal of engrossing literature.
Summary: I still hate the taste of alcohol. Had to wash my mouth out with table salt and water.
The Fish and Chips? Filling, but I wouldn't call it fantastic. The mushroom soup is nice tho, and there doesn't seem to be any service charge. It's at Orchard Hotel, if you're curious. Long story short I was actually walking in the right direction (via the backlanes) but not realising it. Therefore, called Hans. After which I walked BACK to Wheelock only to discover later that I had been on the right path. Pffft.
:: nimezs @ 1:20 am [+] ::
