The final installment of this gripping trilogy. Back home. Looking at my own bed that defo has a comfort factor of at least 9. Pretty happy about that.
There were burgers and home-made chips on the couch. Not actually on the couch but we ate them laying on the couch in our old man pajamas (Jennee and I have a matching set…), watching Aardman Animations “the Pirates”… Drinking more tasty awesome beer…
No sightings of Midnight Drunkard Barney’s Ghost. Just burgers and beer and the couch and bed.
That’s all I’ve got.