Because today was supposed to be the day the window men came back to finish the job. Only they hadn't arrived by 9.30 and when I phoned to ask where they were, the boss man said he "thought we'd said Wednesday." Well no, mate, actually. You said Tuesday. And now you've buggered up our plans for the entire week because Nikki has to work today and we were planning to take Paul out for the day tomorrow. So now Paul and I have to amuse ourselves for the day and tomorrow we all have to stay in. Nice.
I took Paul into the city on the bus. We wandered round some of the sights he hadn't seen until we fetched up at the Science and Industry Museum (which I notice has now been rechristened MoSI, presumably in some sort of retro homage to MoMA) where we spent an enjoyable few hours before repairing to the Ox(noble) on Liverpool Road for a pint. This has recently won gastro pub of the year for 2007, but we declined any temptation of a mid afternoon meal. It was already 3pm by the time we arrived and we were eating shortly after 6, so we just had a pint. Then Paul suggested another pint, after which we thought a third pint might be a good option. I rarely have chance for a relaxed lunchtime drinkie and I am on holiday after all! They were serving Deuchars too, which only added to the temptation.
Having spent a delightful 90 minutes bantering with the landlady we rolled out of the pub, walked the 20 minutes to the bus and careered back to ours just in time to set off to collect Nikki from work, make some excellent chicken tikka wraps and collapse once more in front of the telly. A very relaxing day, made all the more enjoyable by being a spur-of-the-moment occasion. Paul is such good company I could easily while away several days on a bar stool sharing pints and anecdotes.
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