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No horses.


They buy you a pint on their round, but ask for a bucket of beer for themselves when it's your round... Most rude.



Glad lurkers are welcome, btw. I'll slink in, gawp for a little, then ambush the ones least likely to turn on me like a pack of dogs.


See you all on Fri!


Cheers

Have a look for a big-ish group (certainly by 8:30 - we can be slow starters) - if we look cool enough then come say hello.

If you find a cooler group say hello to them, suss them out and then come tell us where the party is... Cheers! ;-)


As Mockney points out you should recognise many of us from the flickr group (assuming you can access it - I can't at work grrrrrr)


Main thing is - take the plunge - I felt nervous but these evenings are always fun

I hope it goes well. I am going to have to give it a miss as I am going to be at this beer fest at Earls Court all day and don?t think it would be very edifying to rock up perilously arsed on ale, slurring and sloshing my pint on everyone.


I will be at the next one though or the birthday one, whichever comes first.

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