Come over to a Barbeque at ours was the message to Judy. So, she happily forwarded it to John (her partner) who was working at the time. Unfortunately, she forgot to say WHERE this was - so, John assumed it was at his house. Oops..... Still once everyone realised the Phil and Rona were organising one, thing settled down.

So, 4 of us met up at Poplar and poodled down the M56 to Wales. Gary was leading and riding in "Land Rover" style (that is, slowly in the inside lane) but we got there anyway.

After we parked up and were greeted in style by Tara (their Alsatian), John announced he was STARVING - so BBQ was lit, drinks passed around and the food came out - and came out - and came out. . Phil's barbies are always good - and this was no exception . I want that sausage on the right please.... Gary and Tara got on very well (he does have a way with women). She would ask and he would respond with food !. She even eyed up the beer!.

So, a great time was had by all - many thanks to Phil (cooking BBQ) and Rona (everything else).