In memoriam

I'm raising a glass in memory of my old local, murdered by corporate greed 52 weeks ago today. Daniel (the cute barman who used to work in the old place, and now works in my current most regular haunt) and I had a longish conversation about the pub and some of its more characterful patrons last night, although I had, of course, to refrain from mentioning the one I miss the most, the subject of the previous post. Still, what was probably the longest chat I've ever had with Daniel was at least a small consolation prize, even if there's no chance whatsoever of it leading to anything more.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B