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That's a direct quote from one of our better Sales people.
Clearly hell bent on smashing the image of the stereotype.
Given the two sides involved, and the day that is in it, they might even get to finish it off with a scrap.
I can fondly *remember* such all-day drinking and then evening carousing and dancing in the Archway Tavern.
And then the brass neck to call work the next morning and say I was ill.
I shall undoubtedly be feeling slightly unwell on Monday morning for instance
Only ever ventured in there on a Sunday.
Some jazz in the Tufnell Park Tavern then a gentle meander up the Holloway Road.
Himmel, das Englander ees still drunk, again.