Okay, I had a good night tonight.
The crowd at my favourite bar has changed since last I was there, but the vibe is very much the same. I had a lot of fun and made some new friends. Had a bit of an ego boost due to a group of people trying to guess my age and none of them getting within a decade.
I had a fun conversation with a girl and was presented with 'pocket cheese', which is exactly what it sounds like; she had a number of Babybel cheeses in her pocket as a snack and gave me her last one.
A woman gives you her last cheese, you know she's a keeper.
She works there, so I intend to go back when she's on shift and see her again.
Yeah, I'm a daft old fool, but it really doesn't take much for me to become very keen on a girl. Just a little bit of cheese, apparently.