Simon Says takes on a little known world evil..

Yesterday I went for my weekly swim. This would have made for the usual pleasureable experience had it not been for an organizational oversight. When swimming lessons are only going to use up a sixth of the pool it follows that you don't cordon off a third of the pool. As a result 8 swimmers, myself included, had to practice our techniques in one lane. This caused lots of bumps and bruises and the odd foot-fondling. I would like to inform the young lady whose hands happened to find their way to my person that next time all she need do is ask..

After swimming I met up with Watkins and Mr. K with the intention of dining at The Raven pub, famous for its selection of pies:

Our plans though were thwarted. 'By whom?' you may ask. Criminals? University students? No..this lot:

Structural bloody engineers!! I ask you..What in the foulest pit of Hades did we do to enrage the beast that is these dastardly constructionists? Well, enough is enough. Yesterday they made a powerful enemy. But this story did not end as tragically as readers might think. No, with the courageous and determined Mr. Watkins and the singular Mr. K in tow I led us to the Globe, which served as a suitable replacement for the den of evil otherwise known as 'The Raven'.

Upon returning to Mr. K's new abode, the three of us battled to the death on our weekly combat of 'Bomberman'. Despite starting strongly, the ever-threatening Watkins and singular Mr. K eventually succumbed to my superior gameplay and firepower. New venue, same old result. Well played Watkins; unlucky Mr. K, but in the end Simon went home as the winner! ;)

Till next time drunkards, stay out of the gutter! (especially you Mr. White!!)