So fairwell, then, Meat Loaf. I never really got into your music - it was too histrionic for me - though I remain intrigued by your enigmatic song lyrics. "I would do anything for love, but I won't do that" (what, coprophilia?). I wouldn’t even have known how to address you, if we'd bumped into each other at an 'all you can eat' buffet or an outsize mens’ outfitters. ‘Mr Loaf’ sounded too formal, and ‘Meat’ too familiar.
This pub, licenced today, is the Golden Rule, probably the best little boozer in Ambleside...
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