Four hours of: perching on a bar stool, watching faces in the crowd, giving odds on various pick-up opportunities, straining to hear drink orders, playing Questions, restocking the fridge because everyone was drinking one sort of beer (Coopers), reading the ceiling-graffiti of previous bar-workers, disposing of empties, arguing Oscar Wilde quotes, having fun with calculators and cash registers, meeting one of A's Honours cohorts, watching old men drink Guinness, imagining all the things I'd rather be doing.