Guess which George is my friend?*
It was nice to get out of the house and see some excellent people I don't get to see often enough. To forget I have small people at home to look after. To have one and a half beers and feel a little loco.
And thank you Blogtoberfest, it was nice, but it's time to see other people.
* You may not believe me, but I used to be a reporter on 60 Minutes. But I was a man then - it was the 80s. See? Beer.**
** To clarify - I used to be a man, not my friend George.