Yesterday, while Gail was visiting HGY at the care home and helping her to write some Christmas cards, I accompanied Janet and her friend Steve for a drink at the Victoria.
Gosh it's a splendid place, the 'Vic', a proper 'local' with great beer (so I'm told) and a warm, friendly atmosphere.
I was so happy to be taken there. Everyone made a big fuss of me and it was all very jolly.
I really did not want to leave.
And later I begged Janet not to tell Gail that Steve had to carry me home.
It had absolutely nothing to do with the beer. Honest!
And no, this is not a picture of me 'sleeping it off'.
