Every Rose has its Thorn

The big day, survival Sunday. Went to the Cask & Barrel, bumped into thatkidchris, watched a terrible game of football in which Newcastle not only failed to manage even the draw that would have kept them up but also score the goal for Villa that put us down.

Then proceeded to get steamin' for the rest of the day. Briefly stopping at Joseph Pearce for a pint of Edelweiss and some pistachios, served in a little teacup.