Beer & Spontaneity

There is something very satisfying when you crave something and that craving is fulfilled. At the end of a rather quiet shift at Caffe Nero I really wanted to go to the pub for a beer. I can only actually manage 1/2 pint. Not because I get tipsy after it but I feel sick after to much beer ( I am a self professed lightweight, but in this instance that is not the reason). But 1/2 pint in an evening is just the right amount. I had a major dilemma though, Craig had said that he is going out with the lads; unable to get hold of Sally D because of a lack of phone ( and no-one was at my house to pick up the landline) and everyone else I know is married, so difficult to get them to be spontaneous for rather cute reasons called babies, or people tend to be so busy that spontaneity is difficult. However much to my suprise Mr Sherratt came to pick me up after work because it was cold and then it turned out that he wasn't going out with the lads, so when I mentioned the above desire he was well up for a quiet, quick drink before bedtime. Perfect. ( Now please no-one think that I in anyway I mind Craig going out for a drink with the lads on the contrary I think it is good, but just on this one occassion it made my night that he was free and ever the spontaneous partner in crime). A lovely time was had chatting over Erdinger Weissbier in The Bar in Chorlton, not quite by the real fire but close enough.
We had our first joint wedding invitation from the lovely Claire B and Anthony. Very exciting. Life is ever so good at the moment. Evenings like last night, days like today when all the roomies are at home and I can just drive to Chorlton and do a few chores in the sun. This is what life is all about. :o)