Sat in the Three Lions after work, the local British Pub, and awaiting a very late Mrs CA as I do every Friday, I ended up doing my best Billy no mates impression. At the next table were 3 older couples (must have been old because they were older than me) and they were chatting with the waitress as she took their order. They announced that they were all originally from England and when she inquired as to where one bloke piped up "Gods Own Country". I wonder where I thought to myself, until he proudly announced, Manchester!
Should I have outed him or glassed him? Instead I just sipped quietly on my pint and listened to my stomach grumbling while they all tucked in to Fish, Chips and Mushy Peas and I waited patiently for Mrs CA.........
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