8 Years in the making

The last time Barry came to dinner, it was 1997, eight years ago. Barry is one of my best and oldest friends.

It was with a huge sense of occaision then that we welcomed him into our home on Saturday evening, free of his shackles, a hero of sorts, an example to us all of the remarkable strength and endurance of the human spiwit. The three of us had an entertaining evening, chatting, laughing and boring Mindy to tears with short film ideas (watch out world, we're coming..).

So, all I can say is 'Nice one mate, great to have you back'.

And the food, if I may say was pretty good too.