Well we met, but mercifully I had to go back to work for a meeting so didn't have to put up with the old git for too long. Mrs TG was indeed hiding

We talked about pickled onions, the Eurovision Song Contest and his recent coach trip to Austria (he complained that he is not used to 5 star hotels

)
I told him that I was not ginger (he seems a bit visually challenged

) and he confessed he had met Miss C by accident but couldn't recall anything about her. Alzheimer's I fear

Nice pub, though (and we were both in the same one

)