Festive spirit

[pistonbroke]

Breakfast at Wetherspoons

My car’s been playing up this week and needs urgent repair

So I booked it in the Vauxhall place and much to my despair

The price of putting things to right will cost an arm and leg

It`s gonna take a massive chunk from my dwindling nest-egg

So I left my car and walked to town - t'was only half past eight

The pavements full of ice and so I couldn’t walk that straight

I didn’t fancy the bus journey home to return mid afternoon

So I made way across the town to JD Wetherspoon

The pressure fell from my weary mind - I felt at home in there

I ordered a big breakfast and a pint of real beer

The choice of beer was very good I ordered a Christmas ale

Turkey`s Trauma seemed the perfect choice

The taste it did not fail

T'was nice and comfy sitting there and didn’t want to move

Another pint of real ale I was really in the groove

With the feel-good factor kicking in came an urgent cry for more

So it’s back to the bar for another pint of the beer I just adore

Well it`s coming up to dinner time and my wife is going frantic

Shouting at me down the phone about my latest antic

She say's “you only went to Leigh and should be back at home”

But no one`s prising me away from Wetherspoons pleasure dome

The time had come to make a move and brave the frosty air

It was a difficult decision to leave my comfy chair

Across the road to catch the bus and go and face the wife

Another mess I got me in -  the story of my life !