When An Drink Goes Wrong Via Twitter

Ok, before we start ... I've been ill, the brain was working at full capacity.

I don't know what Dave's excuse is :-)

The first tweet was sent from Little Beer Quarter after I checked the calendar wondering if I'm in the right place ... no, I've just bought a beer in the wrong bar:

I call Dave and leave a voicemail message (it's common for people not to get coverage in the downstairs of Hashigo Zake), "I'm on my way, so sorry".

So I sink the pint and rush down the streets, avoiding the downpour, to Hashigo Zake. Bloody hell, it's packed - Dominic (owner and old mate) tells me that his bar is so full due to an end of year SOBA event. Look around but no Dave to be seen and so I check the calendar one more time:

 

I go upstairs to get some "fresh air" and a regrouping of the internal forces ... did I say I was ill.
And then the tweet that made me laugh out loud so hard that I think I scared a small child:

:-)

Well it went all rather quickly after that:

... before finally:

And my body loved for me going home so early and without too much beer in me. I slept like a baby and feel a gazillion times better for it.