In case you were wondering where the Shogun was in the previous post, it was only there in spirit.
The Shogun I am referring to is the vehicle Notoplip drove back and forth to Wales.
When we met up at the start of the journey I got in the Shogun and we started to talk b*ll*cks. When I got out some 21 hours later we were still talking b*ll*cks. We had had a good laugh though and that is just what the doctor ordered.
My thanks to everyone who accommodated us on our way (especially my mam and dad) and I hope we didn't corrupt the the Serious Barman; though I think that very unlikely as he is a strong-minded young fella. If we did corrupt him with our tales of old then I am sure that "Lucky Coat" (his dad and my uncle) will be having words with me in times to come.
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