Village green Sambourne

After 18 months my friend and I met in the village pub, it was lovely to get together again and listen to the whinings from landlady (to be fair her husband died in Feb). John was a very pleasant man who enjoyed talking to the visitors, he spent many times with us over the years and it caused much amusement when his wife appeared and glared at him,he would then mutter and move away. She realised how popular he was on the day of his funeral, this village green was crowded.