I went to Galbraith's Ale House the other day. Actually the first
time I'd been there.
I had this lovely Apple Crumble Cider. It actually tasted like
apple crumble. No kidding. I could have drunk it all night. I kind
of wish I had. Probably good that I didn't.
We had meals there too. I had a chicken pie. Charlotte had... what
did she have? A Thai curry or something. Not really pub food.
There was this guy sitting at another table. He had a really loud
voice. Not like he was yelling but just like his voice carried
really well. We could hear most of what he was saying. He only
looked about 25, but apparently he's a uni professor. I guess that
explains the voice if he's used to doing lectures. Maybe he forgets
when he's not lecturing.
Charlotte seemed quite interested in him. Not what he way saying so
much, though. I guess being a young professor is kind of
attractive.
