
It's in deepest Staffordshire and strangely enough we met 90+ of our closest friends there. They had the same idea obviously, guess that's what the promis of perfect late spring weather does for people. Top picture is the view from our bedroom, cor it's hell up north eh?


Here are some of the dear souls. There was plenty of chat, craic et al. The off spring quickly went feral and we saw them occasionally in the distance deeply engrossed in some sort of tribal rites, climbing up trees and eating tonnes of sweets that their friends had bought for them.


It was really quite nice.

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