11.25pm. The pub turned out to be a non-starter, I was only there for about 20 minutes. The bar was packed, or should I say, the outside was packed, as the music inside was deafening. It took quite a while to get served, so I had time to read through the whole of the wine list. They have bottles of Don Faustino VII red for just £7, which for a pub is a bargain, although I daresay the bar receives a hefty subsidy from USSU.
Anyway, I managed to get to the front of the bar, ordered a vodka and lemonade, said hi to Mal who was deep in conversation, and stepped outside. I couldn't immediately see anybody I knew, but then Andy Johnson (the bearded Geordie) waved, and I went over for a quick chat.
Boris Johnson (my neighbour in flat 25C) , aka 'The Cat In The Hat' was there again. I have no idea what his real name is, but he looks like a Nigel. Andy had also been at Keith Moseley's session on light as a wave and particle earlier tonight, and so the subject seemed to end up on astronomy. Andy described Boris Johnson as an "astronomy wanker", claiming that at any opportunity he will drag the conversation onto astronomy.
Andy said that he was heading off to a cashpoint as he'd run out of cash, and the bar wouldn't take his card, and so Boris Johnson launched into a lecture about bloody nebulae and galaxies. It was a cloudy night and frankly half of the names sounded made-up. I've never heard of an owl galaxy or a coat hanger galaxy, but the point is that I simply wasn't very interested in being talked at for 20 minutes. I had thought I was doing quite well in not attracting nutcases!
After I had hastily drunk my drink I made my excuses saying that I was tired, and walked back to Swanborough. Probably no bad thing as I have a 9am start tomorrow.
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