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So here we are with today's little snippet.

Outside smoking as usual when a rather irate young man came up to me and with the usual flow of language asked me if 'his mate' was in the pub.

I asked calmly, what is your mates name?

He's my mate for flukes sake is he in there?

How do I know replied I, I don't know you and though I might know your mate and he may even be in there if I do, perhaps it would be easier if you just walked in and looked for yourself?
I can't go in there, I've been banned, look just go in and see if he's there.
I put my ciggy out, turned around and wandered into the pub, I used the chance to take a toilet break.
I then went back outside expecting he would by now have gone, no such luck.

Well is he there he screamed at me.

I've wandered through the pub says I, and I can honestly say if your mate is in there I didn't recognise him.

Well, booger says the irate one you'd think he would have come out knowing I'm here.

How does he know your here? You've asked me to go inside to find someone I don't know, I didn't find him, so maybe he's somewhere else? Would you like me to nip down the road and see if he's in another pub?

Nah, Yer right, I'm going that way meself, I'll ask when I get there.

There are times I get a splitting headache just like a hangover, without the chance of sobering up.