My old flat mate (one of many) returned from New Zealand this week, and popped over to Stevenage to catch up. We nipped over Stotfold to see Gareth and grab a few beers and a rather spicey curry, before heading back to Stevenage.
He'd said he'd been thinking about coming back to the UK, having had a good time out there, but starting to miss things. However, the English pub experience, the traffic, attititude, and our great summer weather soon put his mind to rest that he's done the right thing!
Having arranged to spend the weekend here as a base whilst popping about to see people, Chaz gave a helping hand to sort the cars and parking spaces (see later entry).
It was great to catch up, but, as he said, it'd have been even greater if things hadn't gone the way they did. I know Jules would've been kicking herself the last few days, knowing how much she felt about the last time he popped over. But, as Chaz said, life just ain't that fair, is it?
