So, whom did I meet?
Well I met Roy 4 Eyes. He was an interesting chap. Did you know he's an optimist and a pilot? Mind you, with glasses that thick he'd have to be optimistic about flying! He very kindly offered to fly me over the coast "within a few feet of the cliff tops" according to him. Blimey! I thought, with glasses thicker than the glass from which I drank my beer, we'd be a lot closer than he realised. I declined his offer!
Kteee was there, perched on her bar stool like one of her beloved cats. She purred away at me and it was obvious she had the hots for me . . . but who can blame her; after all I am a handsome devil! She almost gave the game away to Roy when she leapt off her barstool and into my arms when she left. Luckily Roy was sat just next to her so we were out of his field of vision.
Gary/Gaynor was there. Well he was, she wasn't. It set me wondering, is there two of them or is Gary in two minds about his sexuality? After all, he/she/they are living in Holland, and his/her/their occupation is listed as Beach Bums! Perhaps he's more topical than I think - perhaps he's got two heads like Zaphod Beeblebrox!
I enjoyed my time in the Antique Bar but felt something was lacking. Perhaps it needed the star of New Year's Eve at Jailbreak to make us laugh as he did that memorable evening :-)
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