Yesterday

The pub was busy when I got there, mostly with friendly faces or new people. The 'feztival' was there so I played another singalong. I didn't feel very talkative so I kept myself to myself. I spent quite a lot of time at the keyboard playing Chopin, Beethoven and Edith Piaf. When I wasn't at the keyboard I sat outside.
There was one funny moment when I carried a heavy box in for the landlord. When I put it on the floor, the seat of my trousers ripped very loudly. My brother was on duty to start with, but stayed as a customer afterwards.