L swims this morning and of course there are just four of
them, so she gets a lane to herself. A lane to herself? Can someone explain to
me how that works. When I swam last night I had half of Nottingham
in my lane.
At lunch, we manage to get some food at the Brunswick
for once. Although they have yet another new menu, on which they have removed
both the pies and the hot sandwiches. Our number one and two options. I try the
casserole which appears separately from the potatoes and veg, in an earthenware
dish. If they stuck a layer of puff pastry on top they could call it a ‘pie’. Which
is not promising because Brunswick pies
used to be real pies not pseudo ones. Its early days I suppose.
I get an email from the Half Outlaw people proclaiming four
weeks to go. Actually its four weeks and three days, there’s no need to worry
me unduly like that.
We change pubs after squash tonight and go to the Larwood
and Voce. It’s very disappointing on the beer front though, so I don’t think we’ll
be back.
(Thursday 1st May)
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