No, these guys.
The Brits were in town. In their bitchin' rig.
We met up with them here and there, hither and yon . . .
Aren't they cooooote??
And we had a lovely send-off for Auntie Sylv, whose actual send-off was in England, where none of us were.
Rest in peace, Auntie Sylv.
And then in one second the week was over and off they went. Just like that.