Dave & Vinny: Ageing
Longcroft Estate, Rampant Horse Pub
Vinny wandered in out of the cold and breathed a sigh of relief. The warm bosom of the Rampant Horse always relaxed him immediately. He walked over to the roaring log fire and briefly warmed his hands before heading to the bar.
“Evening Ken, those nights are drawing in.”
“I know bloody freezing out there. Colder than a politician’s heart.”
“Then let us never leave this most sacred of sanctums.”
“Don’t push it Vinny. I have to close sometime.”
Vinny grinned, paid for his pint and wandered over to Dave at their usual table.
“How goes it Dave?” asked Vinny as he sat.