Totally Unwell

Most Folk in Derby were very friendly (to the point of serious leg stroking) however the landlady here was determined to not let any fun happen in her pub. Not whilst it was a Local Pub for Local People (and she had a last breath in her big fat body)

Here is the view over the back fence, the same fence we would make quick our getaway by jumping over, to avoid the wrath of the "Bar Beast". I did get quite a few Balloon & Party Ideas though.
Here are some of the reasons the "Bar Beast" might have become angry with us.

It was about this time that the lack of food was taking hold, so it was wise to move on. However due the alcohol our impeccable sense of direction had got slightly mislaid.

Probably in the same bush we had to hide and bury the Beer Festival Tankards in.