Beer

This visit has been all about the beer, quite obviously. For Jamie though he has enjoyed the drinking company of some of the local animals in the petting zoo rather more than that of Jono and Tom....

We attended the opening of a new local garden at which the mayor (ess) was present. Jono, perhaps after a little too much of the 50p per pint brew, took it upon his shoulders to dance (in his own way) with every local woman. Including the mayor who, whispering into Jono's ear, claimed that he was her first dance of the day. Well it certainly wasnt going to be the first anything else......the husband was supposedly linked to the local mafia (who held a BBQ last night - they seem rather civilised).

We got friendly with Rolf.

Tom got friendly with the local horse meat. Then the local DJ turned up the volume..........

And, finally, Jono clambered into the wrong bed in our hotel. Concluding a day in which he fell off a bench, pissed the DJ off by requesting some dub, danced with the mayor and ate a dubious, although delicious, steak tartar.

The day must be summed up in a photo.

T,J,J.

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