Talk in a Plymouth chip shop

I was in my local chippie just before closing time. There was a woman who claimed to be a producer of some local TV program, but who was doing a chip run. She had slightly strange body language, but was basically OK. It seemed a bit weird to be boasting about her job, but the guys serving the food were in good spirits. I had drunk a couple of beers, so I was mellow. They know about the North gravy connection.

Iron man 2

By the magic of netflix I watched iron man 2 this week. I enjoyed the film, but I just liked iron man 3 so much more. There was more a level of insanity in the third film, which was missing in the second film.

Dreams of the evil dead

I had a dream last night, where I had some very evil book. I had to get rid of it. I had to give to a person. I knew a satanist, but he was a bit of a dick, so I didn't want to send him to hell. I was worried the book was starting to control me I was scared, but it was a happy dream.

Anyway I recently watched on of the evil dead films, so I think that explains a lot.

On being a regular

I went for a beer after work yesterday to a pub I swear I only go to once a fortnight. The woman serving knew my order. This freaked me out a bit, but she said it is a bit of unusual order: staroparen beer and a shot of Plymouth gin. There is a very good chip shop close to me. I only go in once a week, but the guy knows I like steak and kidney pie, chips and gravy.

I have only been in the UK for 6 months and I am already a regular.

Valentines day and flu

I have been suffering with a cold/flu the last week. I have not been so ill that I have to take time off work, but I have felt like shit and everything is even harder work than normal. I worked from home yesterday, but around 18:00 I went for quick beer and to pick up some chips and a pie. The wind was blowing hard and as I limped through freedom fields park, I was the staggering of the trees. I felt cut off from reality in my flu like state.

Below is the remains of my meal on Valentines day.