Heartfelt...

While I'm sure I took better snaps this evening, this was the one I felt was best worth a blip... blame the alcohol.

We met up in Bristol for the 21st birthday celebration of one of our American nephews, soon to begin studies at the local university. This facilitated a meal with three generations of the family, Janet and her two brothers and all their kids, and the seniors (phew, not there yet), at a river side restaurant.

It was fabulous to have all the gang together again, and we may have imbibed a little... which made the noise when we got home from the rave in the playing fields a little more tolerable, well ok, I passed out seconds after writing this.

I bet Frank Bruno's not still there...