Out Of The Blue...

Had a surprise phone call from an old Sealed Knot bud, Mike...

As if time had stood still, we were back where we were fifteen years ago, when we spoke to each other about once a week or so; older, wiser maybe but still the same.  He described a visit to a bed and breakfast in Chichester where he was describing a Sealed Knot pike push to a fellow guest as a large quantity of hairy, sweaty men falling on top of each other and was surprised to hear his companion utter "Bliss..."