Monday, the day before Grumbleweed's birthday, which he shares with his friend David. And Cliff Richard. And Winnie the Pooh of course. Knowing that the actual day is *way* too full of stuff to allow for side issues, lunch was covened at a place called The Wheatsheaf. As shown below.

The birthday party Two out of three of these people are having a birthday tomorrow. Which one looks the happiest about it?	That explains it ... For all those that wondered why Chris likes a beer, or a bottle of wine, or a glass of scotch, or a port, or a ...
Next year's lunch? The pub keeps its own pigs. Which, we're sorry to say, will eventually become somebody's lunch, or dinner. Which one do you fancy?	The great escape Faced with the prospect, and on the eve of Winnie the Pooh's birthday, Piglet seemed to be making a break for freedom. Gill would gladly have brought him home!

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