“What are you doing?”
I looked up from my notes to see a frankly beautiful, young blond sitting next to me. I tend to go for the more swarthy and dark-haired ladies, but for some reason blondes seem to be more interested in me. Such is life. “Me and the missus are buying a house but it needs redecorating.”
“So, your making plans?” She furrowed her brow as she paused a moment. “What kind of redecorating? Are you putting up wallpaper?”
“Taking it down, as a matter of fact. It’s hideous.” We wound up discussing what I didn’t like about it and I tried not to say anything too offensive lest she has the same at her place.
“And, what are YOU two doing?” I asked as her friend sidled up.
“I dunno. Just playing. My granny works here, and daddy’s still at work.”
I should point out that my wee girlfriend here was 5 years old. Smart as a whip, though. She’ll break someone’s heart someday, but not here and not today (take note, this was also the day Billionaire Paedo Jeffrey Epstein breathed his last whilst awaiting trial).
Endless British Pub Crawl (Part 3) 
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