......in a pub in Lichfield. Met Charlotte and Darsh there, had a sharing ploughman type platter and a bottle of wine to share. We all squashed in a little room to listen to tales and stories told by several different people. I enjoyed it, think Charlotte did, Darsh....he couldn't keep awake. He ate every bit of the food in the first half, including two packets of crisps.
For the second half he downed a pint glass of tap water, had to play on his phone to stay awake, fell asleep several times and risked snoring, bearing in mind we were on the second row with lights on and everyone could see and hear him. It got so bad he resorted to eating a sachet of mustard.....then Charlotte got the giggles....needless to say there are no photographs...and we probably won't be allowed in next month....
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