Gone, all gone

There's been something that I'd forgotten over the last couple of days. The fact that it's now more than two years since my old local closed, February 28 2016, to be exact. And that also means that it's more than two years since I last saw Cammy. I doubt that he would remember me now, but I've never forgotten him. He could been my boy (and no, I don't mean that I wanted him sexually, he was far too young, and still would be), but that will never be. Thanks a bloody lot, Wetherspoons.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B