For the first time in 2 years the gang were all back in the same room for one night only. With baby Katherine being looked after by her Aunty, Sara and Ben joined Kev, Rach, Caz, Adam, Dave and me. Sat in a quite section of the old black & white pub the Black Lion, Nantwich, it could have been someone's living room. (I remember when this place was Drunken Duck and a topless bar. That's classy Nantwich.)
We sat and reminisced, telling stories of classic Kev and all our drinking days.
Somewhere along the way, I can't remember why, the daffodil took on the role of talking stick.
Cue lots of photo's with the daffodil baton being passed...
Nice stains...
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