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A little introduction:
This was supposed to be a family meal.
It wasn't somewhere super-posh, but in a nice pub we've been to before, which is owned and run by an Italian family and offers good food, made on the premises and for a reasonable price.
As well as us siblings and my sister's children however, Mum had invited the two Johns Dad hung out with in his teens and twenties (and their partners) and also two of her own friends that Dad has now known since before I was born.
So, nice surprises all round.
First pic is the two Johns as a bookend to two other friends on holiday in Herne Bay in 1960.
Second picture jumps us to the end of the meal - I will backtrack - in order to introduce them to you.
John, Peter, John - admiring Dad's cake. They both have a son called Peter. For Dad. Bless.
Oh, is that me in the mirror? Goodness, I hadn't noticed.
The same John on the far right in the black and white photo is on the right in the recent photo as is the John on the far left. Dads is behind the camera.
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