One Would Like A Pimm's, What What

Popped to the local Hungry Horse today for some post-drinkathon greasy breakfast and ended up staying there for most of the day. I left earlier than everyone else because I feel like garbage (hoorah for getting a Bank Holiday weekend cold), but not before having a Pimm's with starwberries in. They played the flotilla broadcast without sound at the pub, and I couldn't help but think it would've been much more interesting as flotzilla...