No Jonks though...well bad! :(
However, first things first - shamefully - our wonderful interface has no doubt been woefully neglected and this now feels like a terrible personal inbalance - this *will* be redressed...
We drank (Stella and some very wonderful plum based "danger"), we ate (spicy Chinese in the end), we primed and test fired highly dangerous weaponry (within the grounds of a catholic seminary, beat that!) and we talked, catching up on the last few...well, years, I guess, comparing wounds and tales of adventure...
Mate, thanks...*again*... ;) (and thanks Flyingpops for driving ;)
Update - the aftermath of lunch -
- and a shot of the garden -
what's this shot of the garden...more like alcoholic shots in the garden...
ReplyDeleteThe state Fink was in when I collected him, I would have to agree!
ReplyDeleteSadly not, but plenty were consumed in other locations of the seminary... ;)
ReplyDeletetwas the slivovitz that laid him low, must be his Polish ancestry. Bloody glad I didn't have any, I was a bit wobbly next day as it was, and I was on the small tins of Stella. Must start planning the next one.
ReplyDeleteMmmm..it was yummy! In fact, I had to request it's removal! ;)
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