A small, lucky group of us enjoyed a fine sunny evening sitting outside shooting the breeze at The Bell, Chittlehampton. Fortunately, no Morris dancers were around to amuse us this time. Gordon sent his apologies, having set out from Tiverton only to find the link road blocked, followed by long delays on the diversion, so a return to base was required. I'm ashamed to say that I was so busy enjoying my beer and balti that I forgot to take any photos. Apart from this one, which feels like a quintessentially English village scene, except, of course, for the illegal Italian alien!





































