This is a little like a blues or country western song, as in it really happened and its slightly sad. Well I do like my vest. I wrote a haiku
. I think that haiku is Japanese for cheats poem. This post is nothing to do with beer but I did have a beer before writing it, actually 3 a Coopers Pale, a Hawthorne Pale, and a Belgian duble from Canada. Too lazy to blog about them, but not to write a haiku. Here it is;
Bugger lost my vest.
Thankfully I found the thing.
Now I know relief.
I’ll have to write about going to Josie Bones for dinner on the weekend when I have more writing in me. I was very spoilt that Jacqui took me their for dinner on Saturday evening. mmmm pigs head, beer at the right temperature and crackling, however for now I’m just glad to have found my vest.