A small happy memory

I looked out of the window when I woke up this morning, it was a beautiful, bright, sunny, spring day. I was remined of the Church weekend a couple of years ago. On the Saturday afternoon our challet became a stopping off place, I think it was because we had plenty of cold beers.

Anyway, I thought of the laughs Matt, Chris and Myself had sat in the sun drinking and just chewing the fat. I do remember Matt asking Chris just how did he find his way to Wales without getting lost....He said he may have taken one or two wrong turns and burst out laughing... I can still hear that laugh ringing in my ears.