Birthday pints

It's my birthday tomorrow. As I've mentioned before, however, my Dad seems to place far more importance on a game of football between Celtic and the filthy jambos than he does on his second born's birthday.

So, it gave me an excuse to go to, what was, my local boozer for a few pints of the black stuff with my Dad while we watched the Grand National.

It was a good day out. Bloke stuff. That's all that needs to be said.