I went to the Lower Gillingham Conservative club this afternoon to meet Les for a drink on my rest day, and to pay my subs for the next year.
It doesn’t feel like the same atmosphere as there was at the Royal British Legion club at all, despite some ex-RBL members drinking in there. It just doesn’t feel the same. It doesn’t feel like somewhere I can go to socialise. Just to drink. Continue reading “Not So Social”