The Yates duo rocked up in to town last night and believe me when I say this; I have just used an incorrect punctuation. Mr Holden will fall off his chair in anguish and disappointment.
It was a case of the old classic, Font Bar and Fifth Av - oh, how we have missed this combination.
Although in Font, I was missing my good friend Sam Holden. I'm fairly sure he went for a wee, but then didn't come back for about 300000 million and a bit hundred minutes.. So I gave his bench away to a couple who I believe were 'courting'.
He came back with 2 people I know, both of which were mentioned at the very top of the article for reference.
Tip:
When asking for a Dr. Pepper in Font, don't call it a Cherry Coke. One bar staff took considerable offence and corrected me in a way I do not want to be corrected again:
"It's called Dr. Pepper."
Talk about bloody thingy, eyy?
Anyroadlass, Fifth Av was fun and I managed to haul 10 Vimto lollies from the lolly staff at the end and also remember my hoodie from the coat people. Hoooray!
I hope this can signal a successful life for me now.
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