Friday Night in Bexley

I went over to Keri's on Friday night with the thought that even though they were going out, I just could not. Despite my best efforts, however, I managed to spend some time at the stoutest pub on God's green earth. You'll see why in a sec...

Here's a sampling of the new Canadians.

Aleisha and Kathleen...



Frank and I...

Brie...

and her fiance Brett...

Cory...

and Seth.



Kathleen spent a year in Korea as well, hence the half-heart. I wasn't into it apparently.



Ah, as promised, a very short pub. Keri stands about 5'3" tall and could easily touch the ceiling. I guess a fascination with this sort of thing is a Short Person Fantasy. I can't really relate.

Oh Quimbles.

And there you have it: Bexley, though a part of London Proper, is no more classy than Dartford. Hands down your pants. Really?

I do hope your weekend was lovely.