Skuba. Frenchman. Kebab.

Friday night was a bit random. Jim and I decided to out for a couple of drinks at Skuba (I don't know why we bothered, the staff are boring/rude, the music ridiculously loud given there was probably less than 10 customers and the beer pretty metallic tasty). Whilst there Zoe contacted us to say she was in the Frenchman and so we wandered over there to see her, Jodie and Eleventh Hour, the live band for the evening. Not bad, a bit random indeed.

Had a kebab afterwards. "Reimagining" my diet on Monday. ;)

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