Bank holiday BBQ.

This morning Stu went out on his bike meaning i got to have a bit of a lie in. At lunch time we had a bbq with the family which was lovely, but we had to eat and run as we had already arranged to go to a bbq at Greswells. Mom and Dads bbq was all about the food where as Grezs was all about the drink. We played beer pong and a American dice game where if you loose you have to neck a coktail (one of the worse ones was vodka with a pickled onion and onion crispies floating in it!).
Another great night put on by Grez which has made me more desperate to get into our house so we can repay the favour.