On the way to the eat yesterday we had a bit of time to kill so we stopped off for an apero. Fancying a vodka tonic, Paula counselled that I ask for a small vodka because they normally pour huge ones. What arrived? A glass, two thirds full of vodka. Still, whilst that slipped down nicely, we had some entertainment by way of a busking Father Christmas. Paula's mum also ordered a bunch of nibbles including my favorite, chiperones, fried baby squid. This is the life.
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