almost there

now i know i bang on and on about living next to the local but really, what good is having local pub that isn't next door? then it'd actually involve effort to get there and that defeats the purpose, doesn't it. love how i can rock up at all hours, sometimes in pjs, for a naughty pub grub lunch, or a cheeky pint if it's within acceptable drinking hours. there's something about when the shadow of the dog's tail is longer than (?) which i take to mean after noon. or three pm in the northern hemisphere. the local has a good mix of, well, locals and their dogs, and lots of students who emerge at happy hour. it's been the centre of many a good catch up and i feel sort of sorry for dragging my jetlagged friend, C, there at 11pm just because. she ordered a whiskey sour and uhh they didn't even know how to mix it! the bartender had to ask one of the regular ahpeks for help. hilarious :) 

anyhoos after we were mostly done with osce yesterday, we'd a little debrief at the local where everyone contributed one "wish i'd..." to the table. as they say, there's no perfect osce and it could've gone a bit better, or worse. thankfully it was a short list and we concluded we're unlikely to fail :) then drank up! last year at this time, we congregated at a little hippie tea shop in town and re-auscultated each other over himalayan monk chants and vegan sandwiches. how time flies and second year is almost over! soon to embark on my annual venture into to the amazing clubs (haha) this city has to offer. having had a ghastly experience with the mister at f*abric when we got back to lunnon after our wedding, i've been most wary.

and while this isn't the local, couldn't resist snapping the spring flowers by the fire escape.