I trust you are all well. I'm feeling unusually chipper this evening which makes a bloody change. Mind you I haven't spoken to my family for a while which helps put a spring in one's step. I see we're all about to die again. Or at least some naughty boys have been caught trying to do something involving air travel. I do wish everyone would calm down. Half the trouble in the world is a result of the human race's inability to enjoy lolling about. Some people can't even enjoy a drink without having a fight. If I were in charge war would be replaced by boxing matches and dance offs. The government would pay for the first round every new year and I daresay we'd all be a lot more relaxed.
Anyway I had no intention of writing a long post this evening so I shan't. The purpose of tonight's post is as follows. Most of you are aware that many people in the blogosphere regard me as a compassionate, Diana like figure. Modesty prevents me from remarking on this, so I shall move on to my next good deed.
My good friend The Ill Man and I will be meeting for a pint at Babbity Bowsters on Blackfriars Street, Glasgow on Friday 11th August at 7pm. I shall be wearing a name badge and the Ill Man shall be wearing spectacles, so we're quite easy to spot. Are you at a loose end? We are especially keen to meet eccentric folk but will talk to anyone, no matter how dull.