Go West

To the wet west for my main Xmas gift from Nancy; give experiences not things.

Checked into the hotel and received a free upgrade to an Executive Room, which was thankfully free of Executives.

Then to a Syrian restaurant for a meat fest, too much really for my already badly assaulted digestive system which was processing more meat than I eat in a year.

Then to the Laurieston Bar which hasn’t been modernised since the 1960s and offers drinks served atop a worn red formica table; splendid. The chat was good too.

Then to the O2 for an evening of funk and soul and sore knees. Excellent.