I finally arrived back in bloody freezing Cornwall on Friday lunchtime after stopping off in Melksham, Wiltshire to visit some friends and have a few at the Pig and Whistle with Timmus. Seems that the same old people are there sitting in the same places having the same conversations as when I was living there 6 1/2 years ago.
Met up with a mate called Scouse on the Friday night for some beers in the Blue Anchor (www.spingoales.com) in Helston. I have known Scouse since we were running the Helston under 12's foolball team back in the late eighties. Good to catch up after being away for 3 months.
Saturday was my son Lorcan's 18th birthday. He went out on the town with his mates and brothers. Expected him to pop down the Blue but he got drunk elsewhere. First I saw of him was at 8am Sunday when I got up, he was fast asleep on the floor in the utility room. He woke up around 9:30 and crawled off to bed. Roused him around 2pm and took him off to the Wheel Inn just over the road in Cury and bought him a hairy dog. Strange thing about this is that he left home over 4 months ago.
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