Easy 10
Brain dead MUG SHEEP
I am sorry to report that last Wednesday, the phenomenally spectacular barmaids at the Albion public house in Fishersgate were sadly absent. Instead, we had a rather plain middle-aged woman behind the bar. I don't want to overly criticise her as she did a stirling job, was quite friendly, and even brought my pint over to me after having to change the barrels. But after the sumptuous volumes of eye-candy of the preceding week from (firstly) the pretty asian girl with the awesome cleavage, and (secondly) the drop-dead gorgeous scandanavian lass who took over from her, the middle-aged barmaid was inevitably a bit of a let-down.
Tonight, the plan is to walk past the Albion and check through the windows to see who is on duty behind the bar. If it's the asian or scandanavian girl, then needless to say, our evening will be spent in their intoxicating company. If they are again absent, I shall resign myself to another evening in the Kings Head instead. Watch this space for an update tomorrow.
Tonight, the plan is to walk past the Albion and check through the windows to see who is on duty behind the bar. If it's the asian or scandanavian girl, then needless to say, our evening will be spent in their intoxicating company. If they are again absent, I shall resign myself to another evening in the Kings Head instead. Watch this space for an update tomorrow.