We were speaking about Dad's this evening whilst at a pub in London with Coraline (our housemate who can't drink with the Aussies!). A little back story, Paul very generously gave us some English currency at the airport and said wisely "tuck 20 pounds in the back of your purse in case of an emergency". This advice was taken and 20 pounds has remained in the back of the purse every since... with the exception of 2 times. Two emergencies in the time we've been here!! One: no wine in the fridge on a Friday night! Completely outrageous! And two: at the pub for lunch today with no money for drinks! We've been at pubs for lunch and dinner, drinking for a cause. Cheers Dad!!!
On the way home Michael commented that so far nearly all the good English experiences have involved a pub. ie, London Dungeon was crap ... the pub we had lunch in; good. Bad day at work is directly related to a good night at a pub. Thank god for 'Thank God It's Friday'!
**WARNING** Our post are officially crap because our lives are no more interesting than they were at home (we just drink a little more). We officially love our housemate Coraline because "she no speak no English no good" but she knows how to say #$%@!!!
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