A very pleasant afternoon. Kevin managed to get his knees sunburned, looking as if he had knelt on two giant strawberries, Dal, ( the Landlord ), was steadily getting pissed as a pudding and ending up in an arm chair with a big grin on his face, stating, 'I'm not tending the bar anymore, help yourselves.' But, in all, everything the a pleasant summers afternoon, in an English pub garden should be. Thanks to everyone that came