After the noms we headed off to the Old Town Hall for the final part of the Crabchurch weekend. I wouldn't be the master of smut limbo if I had passed this little gem by and not snapped it.
Unfortunately due to an overly keen Mayor we ended up missing this part of the proceedings as they'd all left earlier. Instead we regrouped in The Boot and settled down in for drinking.
Duncan Wilde is notorious for taking pics all the time. He is known as The Sniper. He got sniped while sniping me!
There was much merriment and laughter to be had and a general feeling of completeness spending time with wonderful friends.
It was with a heavy heart that Toni and I had to up and leave to get ready to head home. We decided to grab food before we got the train so popped back into The Ship Inn. One yummy lunch later and it was time to go. We slowly start walking back towards The Sailors Return when I spotted Sharon and Mandy outside another pub. This was the perfect excuse not to leave straight away and hang out a bit longer so we did.
Time is a demon though and eventually we did have to go back to The Sailors Return to collect our luggage and then head back to the train station. While the journey down was really easy it was a bit of a mare getting home. We started off having to get a bus to Bournemouth to catch a train to London. This train ran really slowly and then the trains the other end were all over the place so we had to go to Cannon Street to get a train back home again. Yes it was a pain but it was totally worth it.
We popped into Rishta when we got home for some food and then it was time for bed and much needed rest. It was an amazing weekend. Totally brilliant. I can't really put into words who great it is to spend time with Dolmen links.
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