Spot the Scobes

Spent a very pleasant hour with Scott (Blip legend Scobes) sat on a park bench, sipping coffee and catching up.

The time flew by as we talked of middle aged concerns (pensions and illness and the like) then he had to cycle back to the woods where he had a chainsaw waiting. And I had to pick up dog crap in the garden. I’m glad I did, mind you, as after the mushroom curry and the beer pong, Joe, Eve, Joseph and I had a football tournament in the garden until it became too dark to see anymore.