Flight of the honey bee

I've been a little subdued today - I had one of those nights that most of us get from time to time where you find yourself awake for a few hours in the early hours of the morning.  None of the usual tricks worked and it wasn't until after 5am that I finally got back to sleep.   Still, it's Thursday evening which means meeting some friends for a bus trip to the fleshpots of Bristol or Bath.  I say "fleshpots", and they may actually exist (I wouldn't know) but I actually mean pubs that come highly rated by CAMRA and which are therefore likely to serve a decent pint of beer.