"I have a feeling you and I are going to be great friends." I say with a genuine smile plastered on my face. I turn and spot the bartender approach. My original glass of whisky and soda has long been finished and now I reach for the second glass, I lift it towards @tatterdemalion and says "to the start of a beautiful friendship, cheers!" and takes a sip. By now as the whisky goes down my throat it had lost its rocket fuel feeling. She says "One day if I am inclined I will tell you about the year 1988 and that special day." I lean back on the lounge chair and relax, drink in hand, good company and the great ambiance of the pub.