Paella night

With DJ and his new bride off on there travels, back to normal for Les and me.

Paella night has come around, as usual, we all meet up at our friends house, each of us with our allocated ingredient, (apart from Bev, who had left the mussels in the fridge- AT HOME) I was told not to mention it, my lips are firmly sealed.

The cook, surrounded by all the guys, appreciated all our advice, (after all, he’s only been cooking the paella for the last 20 odd years) cooked the best ever Paella.

I can share the paella, but the (home made) sangria remains a secret.