... with Helen, Bill and the girls. Tex came to visit his cousins and is looking forward to looking after them at his house next weekend.
Had a good meal at the Anglers, apart from the treacle sponge which was something of a disaster and, even after two complaints, was still inedible and therefore deducted from the bill.
Now everyone's gone home and we're all feeling pretty shattered. So it must be time to turn in for the night.
Big day tomorrow. 1.30 kick off, so Charles and I will leave home about 11.30 in order to get parked, grab a light lunch and get to the ground in plenty of time. Really, really want to get a result from this one.
Have heard little snippets from the boys (who are apparently operating a text-blackout, with forfeits to be paid by anyone who breaks ranks. So far only Jake has been punished so far as we are aware!!) - they seem to be enjoying themselves and will no doubt have tales to tell when they return. (Or maybe what happens on the Stag stays on the Stag?)

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