So Mr. Free Market, The Englishman, Longtime Reader John M. and I went down to the local pub last night for a quiet pint. Here’s an approximate rendering:
Right: time for coffee and a Full English, then off to the range. A full report on both last night’s festivities and the range visit will follow.
It’s a tough life Over Here, but someone has to do it.
Just because I am green with envy doesn’t stop my joy at seeing you benefit from this hospitality. Enjoy!
We appreciate the sacrifices you make for us daily.
I’ll have whatever the gentleman on the floor is having, please.
I remember Mr. Freemaket’s blog. Whatever happened to it?
He had to close it, for corporate reasons. ;Nuff said.
Your picture reminds me of the annual Christmas celebrations at my sister’s house. They are normally legendary, but they take on special significance when the police and reporters show up.
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