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And that the Thursday crowd consists of people that some of the Barbefolk (well, okay, Haus, anyway) have been rude about in the past (before ever meeting them, though)
In a case of mistaken identity, two years ago. I appreciate your concern, Kooks, but I'm sure that won't be an issue - who on Earth would be bearing a grudge over such a tiny thing so long ago? Mind you, if anyone is still holding their breath in rage over that, then I think I might steer clear, because I don't hold a tutorial qualification for dealing with people with special emotional needs. Or adult-sized Pampers.
It does seem slightly perverse to crash the Plough, but it might be a marvellous opportunity to meet new people, and I think a chum or two of mine might be there... |
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