In a 'pub' called the Shoreditch off Shoreditch High Street. It's far too cool for me. Still in my work suit. But they have Sierra Nevada on tap so who cares? My bank balance probably.
April's uke gig later.
My people call me the dude. I share my teachings in the passages below... (along with many typos, grammatical errors and lazy writing)
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