Ooh what a night.
Thursday 8th November 2018. The Sekforde Arms. London’s fashionable Clerkenwell. Klive’s christening party. Bloody marvellous. Amen.
We came together. We drank half decent plonk. We sucked on trendy east end IPA in tins. We laughed. We shouted twat and bollocks. We didn’t recognise the Basque ﬂag. We ate dainty nibbles. We didn’t know what most of them were. We chatted. We hugged. We got a bit warm. We can’t thank you enough. Not just for last night. But for all your support, advice help, hard work, generosity, understanding and encouragement. We love you all.
A collection of snaps from Klive's Christening Party