Wine and Klingons

Today was fun. Went to the Virgin Wine Fair with friends, then the pub. Surprisingly sober all day under the circumstances.

For some inexplicable reason there was a guy dressed as a Klingon with two women in Trekkie costumes in the pub. This was not good - the women were not quite what guys fantasise about when they think of girls in Star Trek uniforms. We challenged the bloke on why he was wearing a Federation badge (he said it was a battle trophy, we doubted his honesty) and my friend tried to speak to him in his native language.

Now in a pizza coma in front of the TV, watching a webcast of a Jason Webley gig in Warsaw. Far too much food consumed, in pain.