Chicken pie

This week’s pub lunch was to meet very old friends whom N met when he started working for Shell, a very long time ago. Since that time they have always been very dear personal friends. I remember when they used to come to our New Year’s Eve parties, bringing their daughters who were of a similar age to our family. No family with us today of course, but we enjoyed a good meal and a long chat (the service was slow) with lots of reminiscences of days long gone. Angela and I chose chicken pie for our main course and it was excellent.