Aah. This evokes memories of BBQing in Clare. There is Chris, with his tongs and that big blue platter. Of course there weren't slides and trampolines back then, the patio was brick and the sun was shining - except for the times he cooked in the rain. Let the weather not come between one man and his cooking plan. Still, a BBQ in April in Manchester is no mean achievement. This one is a tribute to Mandy whose BBQ party we could not go to because of the dreaded chicken pox virus. Happy Birthday Mand.
Aah. This evokes memories of BBQing in Clare. There is Chris, with his tongs and that big blue platter. Of course there weren't slides and trampolines back then, the patio was brick and the sun was shining - except for the times he cooked in the rain. Let the weather not come between one man and his cooking plan. Still, a BBQ in April in Manchester is no mean achievement. This one is a tribute to Mandy whose BBQ party we could not go to because of the dreaded chicken pox virus. Happy Birthday Mand. 
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Fond memories of Chris and his tongs...?
That's not a BBQ!
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