Item: in the Mitre, a bloke carried a fresh pint about six inches before engaging butterfingers. It made a lovely crump as it hit the floor, spraying nearby punters with ale and glass. We were just out of range.
Item: in Ask, Andy knocked over his glass of red wine. Our “comedy” waiter picked up all the shards, which was a good idea since otherwise we may have slashed him.
Item: in the Fleur, someone had some nice spectacles.
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