'Ere long, we were led through to another room, laid out for umpteen people to munch their way through Cannonball Pam and Lester's hard earned savings.
The wee fellow also kindly gave me a new hat for the occasion......which I equally kindly lent to YarMatt.After a bit of rabble-rousing speechifying, the cake was ceremonially operated upon by Chief Cake Surgeon, Cannonball Pam; watched by (in shot) Tom (Harvey's other lad - are you paying attention, there'll be questions later). And not watched (at least in this shot) by Rebecca, YarMatt's sis (and therefore - Cannonball Pam's daughter), who seemed to prefer tickling her nose with a tall flower arrangement.There were, of course, lots of people to whom I was introduced who haven't got a mention here, mostly because I didn't get an amusing shot of them to make up silly stories around - but it was good to meet you all.
Naturally, Mrs The Millbrooker and I owe a huge thank you to Cannonball Pam and Lester for inviting us to join in their celebration. I'm very grateful for the hair-of-the-dog, and the food was great, too.
So - here's wishing Cannonball Pam a very happy birthday, indeed.
As you've managed to get this far - you get the special prize of this link to lots of very exciting photos; some of them have silly captions. You can click on them to see them bigger, too. Ah, the wonders of modern science.