Beer

Randomers are more than welcome, although be warned that:

a) I will probably be wearing a shirt considered offensive by ayone possessing working eyeballs. Such is life.
b) Unfortunately, adam will be there and, well, there's not a lot we can do about it. He just turns up everywhere. Smile, nod, and avoid getting caught in enclsoed spaces with him. (Comically, much the same can be said about myself. Although at least I wear the horrendous shirts as a warning).
c) Should the night go on long enough, adam will probably try to bully people into drinking what we now consider the Suicide Cocktail, also known as an Old Fashioned. Partake at risk to your own liver, sanity and hangover the next day.

Shush, adam! It's no fun if they're forewarned!

(That being said, I do remember being cracked onto by a 90 year old fella the last time we had a boards outing, so you may be onto something...)

Yeah, that was just baffling. The attempt at solidarity when yer man in the slate copped to the fact that I was completely sloshed was quite funny too

Heh, it just made it more amusing, I think.

On another note, I think I must have gone for a swim in a mudpit on my way home - I managed to find mud caked on my shoes, on my jacket and best of all, in my jacket.