I was not here over the weekend. Feel free to follow the link to find out why. Okay, here’s a hint:
Nor, for that matter, was I here. Another hint as to why:
Instead, I was over at the King’s Arms with the Englishman, listening to a local band performing on the pub’s lawn:
No police presence required, no obnoxious displays of flesh, no loud noises (other than the occasional burst of laughter from Yours Truly back in the pub); just families having a good time on a gorgeous summer’s day. Catering was likewise discreet:
…and provided locally-made hamburgers and sausages:
Altogether, I think you’ll agree that I had the better time of it.