When T-shirt weather is around in the summer you can sometimes let a day pass without a worry, safe in the knowledge that are more to come. In early November such complacency is not the kind of thing that Johners tolerates.
Last night at Stockwell was a mini BBQ night thanks to Adam bringing his gas stove and frying pan down. Beer and bangers were the order of the day and for a while were back in the height of summer, with the added bonus of a distinct lack of micro scooters and kids with no brakes.
Special thanks to Toby for supplying the Ketchup.
I could get used to this weather.