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My Dear Princess, Loulou and Fellows,

Tonight I went to the pub with Joshua and Tiger. I accidentally went into the wrong pub. It is not my fault. They are right next to each other and the entrance to the pub I WANTED to go to, was around the corner. 

So I ended up in the "Wild Buck" pub, which I am told is a little dodgy. But it was fine. And more to the point it was playing classic rock, including Dire Straits, Neil Diamond, Guns 'n' Roses, The Rolling Stones and... Paul McCartney and Wings...?

Some bloke playing pool broke into "Band on the Run". Loudly. 

The three of us talked complete bollocks for about 2 hours then it was back to mine (it's just a ten minute walk) for pizza and a movie. 

I had a really brilliant night. They are just lovely blokes and full of stories. None of which I can now remember. Oh no, wait...

Tiger told us about his time in Bhutan with Loulou. He made it sound AMAZING. How they had this one benevolent king while they were there, and he just sounded like a good dude. They had ONE traffic light in the whole country, but people weren't into it, so he was all, "Okay, nah, let's rip it out."

But apparently - as is often the case - he had a dodgy brother who was doing some shady construction in the hills. "It's a nunnery," he told the king, when the king asked what was going on.

It was in fact A CASINO. The flashest casino to bring in Chinese tourists. 

So the king was all, "Yeah, nah. You said it's a nunnery, so we'll bring in nuns." 

So now it is a nunnery. "But the FLASHEST nunnery, you'll ever see," said Tiger.

We need to do more of this. 

S.