Well, what a privilege, after all these years, that HE actually deigned to join our group, to sit there with us in the pub, not saying a lot, but clearly pleased to see us, and to listen to the riveting conversation, to hear tales of the evenings derring dos, how we had ventured into the gloop, climbed the tors, fallen into holes before we had even been told they were there, found bridges for cows and even met a friendly toad. And all the time he listened intently, with his head on one side, just happy to really be there, with us, us!