Herd at the Bar November

Tattoo you will regret.....
A lubricated conversation came up across the bar the other evening about tattoos, mainly prompted by the sight of a lady around late forties sporting a Celtic band on her upper arm which due to her rapid expansion had changed colour, size, shape and resembled inner tube draped around her bingo wing. This lead to how when you choose a tattoo in haste you will in 20 years time cringe when you catch a glimpse of it in the mirror, Your life could move down a completely different path to what you had expected but that bit of blue ink could become a barrier to any further progression. Now I don’t have a tattoo not because I don’t want to, (I think they look fantastic on the right person and for right reason) but for the simple reason that I have never made up my mind long enough to get one permantly inked into my skin. But I think I really must get one soon and it really should be a big colorful bad one at that and placed on a part of my body that will expand. So in 12 or so years time when one of my sons thinks he will rebel against me and asks if he can have one I can lift my shirt and drop my trouser for display that will defiantly put them off the idea forever.

Ever decreasing Friends or the price of love....
Did you know that according to research every time you enter a new romantic relationship you lose close friends, because romantic partners absorb time that would otherwise be invested in platonic relationships?
A new partner on average pushes out two close friends, leaving lovers with a smaller inner circle of people. So it seems if you’re not that lucky in love or a bit picky eventually you will end up with just your chosen one and no one else to turn to in times of crisis, not a good position but there is an answer – flirting.
Flirting it seems that even though in Britain it has a bad name is actually good for you, it may even be the foundation of civilization as we know it. Human behavior psychologists argue that the large human brain – our superior intelligence, complex language, everything that distinguishes us from animals – is the equivalent of the peacock's tail; a courtship device evolved to attract and retain sexual partners. Our achievements in everything from art to rocket science may be merely a side effect of the essential ability to charm, and it creates friendships from which you can pick and choose a suitable mate (a bit like having your cake and eating it) and where better to flirt than down the Pub (you knew where this was going) with aid of a little alcohol. It seems 27% of British couples met at the Pub, You ask where in the Pub is best to flirt the answer the bar counter as its universally understood to be the 'public zone', where initiating conversation with a stranger is acceptable so it seems the Herd are a bunch of flirts.