Back to Penkridge in time for birthday celebrations at Elliot’s. When we arrive the party is in full flow, the garden crammed with Tablers, WAGs and families – and most of the pig roast has gone! Several beers later and the dancing gets wilder [This Charming Man: The Smiths!].
Before too long numbers are thinning out to the sounds of Elliot playing his guitar. A stroll home, with the last few standing, and a final few drinks in the garden, before retiring to bed in the small hours.
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