Thursday, March 25, 2021

I Will Return


Whilst on a walk yesterday, I got to thinking about all the things I have missed over this last lockdown year. There are, of course, family and friends, holidays in the sun, meals out and parties at home. And there is the pub: that depot of contented neutrality, that refuge from the outside world; that reading room, that meeting space, that home from home. I miss your beery smells, your casual choice of pointless chatter or drinking peace. Soon, my friend, soon, I will return.

1 comment:

  1. And so you should... I miss it too and I don't even drink any more! There used to be a pub in my home Northumbrian village with a sign that said something like - there's one big friendly conversation in here- join in, or bugger off!


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