The Roquefort Files

Travels to the pub and back

June 12th, 2007

Week(end) inversion:

I did nothing at the weekend. I’m glossing over a letterbox-eyed, four-hour Resident Evil 4 session (we had to break the TV in somehow, and MGS3 is just so dashed cerebral sometimes) but in effect, we wore a path from the couch to the kitchen and back for two days straight. Lofty plans of a […]

May 22nd, 2007

Catching up:

Last week at work we apparently we had a deadline for a trade show at which a customer wanted to demonstrate our product. I say apparently because it came and went with obscene ease; by the time I had noticed a slightly raised level of collective blood pressure around the office, we’d done all the […]

May 15th, 2007

TM troika:

I met up with Mart and Dom, the original Tiny Monkey triumvirate, in the wanky upper reaches of Bruntsfield last Tuesday for some good old fashioned food and booze. In Henrick’s, I was gratified to see Mart choose Peeterman Artois instead of the usual Stella, propelled, I think, by the same desperation that caused me […]

March 19th, 2007

Plastic fantastic:

Ash and I went out for a night of pints and food, winding up at the Buffalo Grill round the corner on Raeburn Place and feeling marginally drunk after a rather paltry amount of booze in Hector’s. They gave us a table at the window (so that every potential customer looking at the menu hung […]