Dahn the boozer

I've just remembered something else from the weekend. After I'd taken my keyboard home last night, I went back to the pub for its stand and all the gubbins. When I got there, there were two people from another place and time, friends of cunts, who had come to listen to the band. It was all very polite, terse and frosty. I'm really glad it was like that. I simply can't be bothered with pretence, and don't play that game anyway.