Had a trip in Al’s surf wagon yesterday. He picked me up on his way home from Northampton to Poole. I was wondering why there was a motorbike in the back and Al informed me that it was in case we broke down. Heh.
Spent the afternoon on Poole Quay with Kirsty and her fiancee Pete. It was really nice sitting in the Sun and it really didn’t feel like November. It didn’t last too long though; the Sun went behind the clouds and we went scurrying into various pubs for warmth. We tried playing bar billiards but didn’t quite get the hang of it.