Wifey wanted a night in with the telly so suggested I bog off to the pub for a few hours. I didn't asking twice and arrived during a dry spell, since it had been raining almost all day long.
Within an hour a few more chums had got in having finished work for the day and by 18:00 all the bar stools were taken. A few more familiars turned up and as is want in such circumstances, an impromptu piss up ensued and I apparently got back gone 01:00.
Wifey was also happy as she's seen some filum with Tom Hardy in it and I was Changful happy too- except the next day hurt.