Another Great Weekend.

Yes, I know, I've screwed up the dates on the camera again.

It’s surprising what can make a cherished moment.

Excellent meal of duck, new potatoes and cauliflower cheese, alfresco, in very pleasant company.

A patio lit only by ‘T’ tree lights and Chinese lanterns.

We drank mead and listened to folk music.

Talked into the night, cutched* on a wicker settee, wearing old dog walking coats.

It was totally charming.

The next day, Sunday, we met up with family for a few drinks, sat outside in the sun at the Hen and Chickens in Abergavenny listening to their jazz quartet.

Life is good.

* Cutched = Welsh word for snuggled.