Reunion

My glorious friends had booked a cottage for us all to meet up and catch up on my whistle stop tour in the UK.
13 *adults*, 3 babies and 9 dogs (plus bottles of gin, kegs of beer and 3.5kg of beef) - what could go wrong? Well absolutely nothing. It was perfect. Despite threats of hairy monsters, near choking episodes, trying to cook the biggest roast dinner in the world in multiple cottage kitchens, downpours of rain and laughing and eating to the point of pain, it was perfect.