There comes a time of year when someone grabs teh by the balls and says "We need a meat". That time is now and that someone is me. Come along to:-
The Wetherspoons on Leeds railway station concourse.
18th August 2012.
12:00.
If you're arriving earlier, find a buddy and do breakfast. If you're arriving later, get someone's mobile number so you can find us when we move on.
Attending:
Psycho_Geezer (Dan)
Dan Herman
Jane
Manthorp (Steve) Manthorp's lady friend Ann Rutherford
Caer (Andy)
Mikee
Mouse (Michael)
Fozza (Chris)
Oscar
Aylusia (Keeley)
Maybe: Koswix (Ben) - when he stops being work shy or comes the night before and sleeps rough. Matt
graphitone (David)
M00rl0ck (Greg) WingnutKJ (Kenny)
I can do either. Manthorp Mews is more than happy to receive guests, sleeping in varying degrees of discomfort and squalor from the spare bedroom down to a mound of hair extracted from the shower plughole.
York is always a pleasure and a delight, but may I also put forward Leeds - we haven't meated there in an age.
"We all have flaws, and mine is being wicked." James Thurber, The Thirteen Clocks 1951
I would suggest the Wetherspoons on the railway station concourse. Convenient for all rail travellers, not too far from the coach station, and a decent pint of Guinness.
"We all have flaws, and mine is being wicked." James Thurber, The Thirteen Clocks 1951