Today my (step) brother managed to head over for a few beers. He’s always busy and we don’t see each other often, since I don’t visit the UK for years at a time. I’m leaving tomorrow and he was keen to grab a few beers so we went to a pub for a jolly time.
It really concluded my stay here nicely. I guess it doesn’t matter how much time passes or the distance between us, we’ll always be solid.
The only downside is we didn’t get a selfie, nor did we the last time we met a few years ago, but that ain’t really our style anyway.
It’s left me in a good mood to head home in. He even bought me a couple of Stella to take home so I’m extra jolly right now.