Old friends

This chap turned up at my house last night. Unbeknownst to me, Mrs B had got in touch with Nick, who I met right back at the start of my teaching career. We hadn't seen him and his partner for a little over a year - both being utterly shit at keeping in touch - and Mrs B had taken charge.

Lots of pleasant catching up, mooching along Porty prom, lunching and museum larking about has been done.

More to come.