Following yesterday's preview, my night in wooded Cheshire (I'm still not entirely sure where I was) could not have been more pleasant.
In terms of what was discussed, well, if you were in the Coleraine Inst Class of '83 and your name wasn't mentioned, you probably didn't exist.
We'll do it all again soon.
Back in Guiseley, Barnaby the Bear was being shown the sights by the reigning Yellow Class Star of the Week (and his sister).
On Saturday afternoon they went biking.
This morning B the B called into rugby training.
And at some point in between, he didn't have his furry face painted.
Thankfully he gets handed back tomorrow. Two demanding little sh*ts are more than enough.