took maximum and z (and stratford) on our longest, most ambitious bike ride yet.
almost made it to st.nicholas at wade but maximum's legs got 'wibbily wobbily' at we had to turn back.
multi tasked around the farm: cutting lawns, strimming weeds, clearing the barn and the wood shed most of the day.
che and miranda came to stay.
went to stu's pub with james and che for a quick apres graft pint.
bounced into an 'american werefolf in london' moment wearing my 'LONDON polo team' shirt.
everyone (all 7 of the saturday night locals) turned around, the music stopped and everyone stared.
'is stu in?' i said hopefully.
'no' the gruff barman replies
'ur...' i say sheepishly, much less sure of myself, '...a pint of strongbow and 2 pints of kronenburg then please'.
we stayed for a couple of games of pool (james won both) and returned to the safety of the farm.
i'm not really a pub person.
was only really going to see stu.
i'd much rather stay home in the comfort of my own, drinking sensibly priced cider, enjoying my choice of music/tv without the the local 'friendlies' and without the need to drive home.
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