A couple of pints on a Friday lunchtime is one simple pleasure that really cheers me up. You really can't beat it. That's because it's the end of the working week and your time is limited so you have to squeeze in as much enjoyment as possible. Of course, it also helps that a couple of pints on an empty stomach at the end of the morning has much more of an impact than those same two pints at 8pm.
So too, the conversation at the pub tends to be forward looking on a Friday lunchtime; the weekend is a few hours away and suddenly numerous options for a happier future exist.
That's escapism, eh?
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