The pubs are open and I have had a Stella or two in the Standard.
It was as if all the locals had never been away.
I wait patiently, with no urgency. I have been granted all the time there is. I do not try to make anything of what I see. I hold no expectation or assumption that I know anything at all.
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One of my dad's favorite boozers, known in our family as the Sub. ;-)
All that will be left alive after a nuclear holocaust are cockroaches and the Royal Standard's regulars.
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