tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32223245.post3601557981538645578..comments2009-01-07T18:23:08.178+02:00Comments on Psyk's Popcorn Jungle: Hey there, I'm back! And I've bought a brand new A...Psyklaxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16322594624038230218noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32223245.post-9997928044031401312009-01-07T18:23:00.000+02:002009-01-07T18:23:00.000+02:00What we rambled about at the end of the bridge mus...What we rambled about at the end of the bridge must have sank in...<BR/><BR/>New Year's eve was quiet for a friday in The Dog, never mind on (what should be) one of the busiest nights in the pub trade -'twas dead in there. "I want to see people and I want to see life" failing miserably. (And you did get there late-ish, falling foul of the door fees designed to keep the rif-raf out on national fight night.)<BR/><BR/>I think maybe Greg's given your name to Interpol, which is why the bizzies felt your collar... (do check-ins no longer ask 'did you pack this bag yourself?)<BR/><BR/>The airport tag is one to get rid of ASAP after leaving an airport. Similar foreigner identifiers include unfurling maps in busy public areas and asking "DO YOU SPEAK EN-GER-LISH?"...<BR/><BR/><BR/>Pete (avoiding work...shhhh!)Petenoreply@blogger.com