Good times

We were so lucky that we finally managed to catch up with Billy in NYC as we had missed the opportunity in Boston. His company had put him up in the Hyatt in a great suite which he invited Celia and I to share with him on one evening. We had a truly grand time with dinner at a phenomenal restarant and a few drinks, kindly all on the company. My only charge whould be the cab ride back to the hotel.

It's always a little strange for me to spend time with friends in a foreign place when you are so used to seeing them day in, day out at all your familiar haunts in London. It was the same when Billy was in SA for our wedding and now in NY (not for his) in his backyard.

He was in his element too, knew all the places, who to call and where to go. Good times! BTW, just found this picture of him onine. Wooooohoooowaaahaaaaahhaaaaaa. Waaaaaaaaahhhhahahahahahahahaha. God bless Google.