ye old potions

In summary...

Just back from a marvellous dinner in the company of @little-fleur who has been in the local vicinity for a few days.

This evening was the culmination of a series of adventures over the last few days which have including the following…

- a tiger with the wrong name
- dead bodies and no warning
- the weirdest tattoo you’ve ever encountered
- a cinema experience to remember
- a surplus of dinosaur stock
- outrageous pricing
- Jamie Theakston not enjoying his life choices
- ‘Ye Olde Potion-Makers and their flatpack lives’
- a greyhound who is UNHAPPY
- more urine than is possibly good for you
- Cherry Tiger (?!)
- factoids about abdominal massage
- was it or was it not a massage parlour?
- sticky handrails
- seasickness in Italian eateries
- ‘how to pour liquids in a stupid fashion’ - a manual by A M R
- 'everyone else has a lanyard’ - a lament by A M R
- 'could of had more free stuff if I’d chilled a bit I guess’ - a play in three acts by A M R
- 'Sir Jaufre and “WHY THE MASSIVE HORSE PENIS?”’
- a man who needs to PUT THE CAMERA DOWN
- a man in too much tweed…any tweed being too much tweed in this instance
- STOP ASKING QUESTIONS 'ALEX NOT ALEX’
- STOP NAMING BODIES OF WATER 'ALEX NOT ALEX’
- SERIOUSLY STFU 'ALEX NOT ALEX’
- 'Sir Jaufre and “YEAH BUT WHY THE MASSIVE HORSE PENIS?!”’
- 'shit I know that person’ - an evasive manoeuvres experience by A M R
- a preponderance of obvious medievalists
- “Don’t worry, I’m not taking you to tea with The Elephant Man”
- “What sign?” “THAT FUCKING SIGN”
- a summary of blue plaques and proposals for more
- CROTCH SHOT


@little-fleur Did I forget anything??