Out with Salty

Who has been here for the last week but Salty (that’s right Charlie Salt from the Blossoms’ Dad).... I’d first met him a year ago. Avid readers will recall he mistook me for Anton Newcombe, which Smithy on here snarkily suggested was my mishearing Anne Widdecombe.
Anyway when I decided I’d sneak for a beer and football (twas Liverpool v Man City) there he was! So we bought each other beers, obviously. Cracking game, but the time flew past. And it gets dark so quickly! I got in touch with the SK to say I’d explain my delayed arrival sending the photo above but the extra photo arrived almost by return. I fear so.