Tonight I ended up chatting with a few folks at the lovely Swan pub in Addingham.
Working at the Devonshire Arms, though off duty, those guys were nice. I mentioned if they knew of the time Raquel Welch happened to be there, they did not. Yes she was, her son’s wedding. If nothing is there about this then memorabilia needs to be brought into it. I can not believe this is from 1991. Phew…
Not forgetting I’ve recently achieved the age of 55 (27th July) I believe the chats were fine (thank you), it’s all bonkers – age.
Look how happy the bride looks, hhhm, she already new he was fucking around, oh well…