Pint

A pint pulled in a pub and consumed in a garden with colleagues. This is the first pint I have has this year.  At work, we’ve been trying to arrange small groups of people from the team who live in the same area of London to meet up, restrictions permitting, to keep the social activity alive. I think this is the third one we have done in person over the whole lockdown (there was a virtual one at some point but I couldn’t attend). It’s always lovely to meet people in person and it was particularly nice to have draught beer.   It was, however, a bit chilly by the river in Teddington where we met up and there was quite a wind when the sun went behind the clouds.  The trains were fairly quiet on the way there but a little busier as I was heading home at 6:30pm.