big fat belly

We went into Manchester the other night to meet up with Gaz and a few others. He’s back in the UK for a few days to see his poorly Dad. All that stress-free work, drinking coffee and walking about in A Nice Place is clearly taking it’s toll. I’ve never seen him so laid-back. Even though Garry’s been in Canada for 12 months, due to the Internet, it’s like he’s never been away.

This Indian we went to had a buffet – eat as much as you want for a tenner. I was trying to get myself banned (or put the place out of business). God knows how I made it to the car.