Another bank holiday, another breakfast. It’s a hard life. Glad to say that Chrissy’s breakfast was up to scratch, and as good as ever. More partakers than Barry was expecting, but there was more than enough to go round. Black pudding too, and the baked beans were served separately which was great for those like me wot thinks beans is for supper not brekers.
The Adnams Broadside was bl**dy good too.