Run of the Meadowmill

Mo and I went down to Meadowmill to watch Andy's second game for the Falcons. 

A close game, but unfortunately they didn't win - and near the end, he got a painful bang on the shoulder. 

It wasn't necessarily the kind of wedding anniversary celebration we might have envisaged twenty years ago.  

Which is why we'd nipped out for a cheeky lunch earlier in the day.