Monday, April 16, 2018

Being Friday the Thirteenth Day of April, 2108 ...

Who sang/played what?

Let's start with Angela ...

I love the ground whereon he stands

Then we visited a famous football ground ...

... hold your head up high ...

Laurie played a waltz in honour of our local saint ...

You need to move your feet, Ricky!

In company with Lynda we visited an Irish location ...

And taylor Quigley still lives here.

Mave declined to comment on Ken's account of a significant anniversary ...

How many men have you had?

Mave responded with an historical account of a famous protest ...



Dogsbody sang about the demise of an industry ...

. and better ships no other yard ...

Bryan imagined a beautiful lady of a certain age ...



Roger built a railroad ...

Southern Railway apologises for any inconvenience ...

Then we went round and did it all again.



Saturday, April 7, 2018

Being Friday the Sixth Day of April, 2108 ...

It must be spring!

The weather outside may have been iffy.
In the Guide Hall, however ...



A good company assembled ...

... adequate to pay the rent!

There were songs of love, lost and found, and Marion wisely declined an offer of £20.00 for her favours.

Bryan soliloquised about the passage of time ...


Helen and Suzanne anticipated summer ...

... grows around the blooming heather.

Marion was uncertain about her chosen profession ...

... if I can't do that, I'll be a deep-sea diver!

While Sue knitted, Patrick indulged ...

Give me the punch ladle ...

There were dreams, fictional mining disasters, final wishes, (although no actual deaths,) something about an angry giant, a dirty mirror and we all went home with no regrets.

Meanwhile, our thoughts are with Les, who recently endured a hospital experience. We all wish you well, Les.

Sunday, March 11, 2018

Being Friday the Ninth Day of March, 2018 ...

It did indeed rain!

Nevertheless, we had an adequate quorum to pay the rent.

We paid at least three visits to a London river ...


... flow softly.

There was March wind ...


Low down fireman,
Dirty engineer.

Laurie engaged in an agricultural occupation ...

If you're standing by then
you'll all get your share.

An odin stone is a monolith that has a hole in it.
Lovers would plight their troth by joining hands through the hole and sharing a broken sixpence ...


... and you shall have the story as it was told to me.

It didn't always end well in folk song!


Ken indulged in parody ...

Here is Spencer.

Conor recalled a famous battle of 1836 ...

Where is Davy Crockett?

Elayne dreamed of going home ...



Finally, Roger painted a picture for us ...

Martha Walter, 1875-1976
... in available light.

Monday, March 5, 2018

A Revolutionary Poetical Form ...

You have heard of the iambic pentameter, haven't you?

Consider this literary masterpiece consisting of three, non-scanning and rhyming lines ...

               Louise says, "There will be no snow."
               Will you come on Friday ... yes or no?
               ... I really, really do hope so.

What shall we call this new poetic form?

Henceforth it shall be known as 'the dyslexic triathlonameter'.

Worry not ...
Running, swimming and cycling will not be obligatory if you attend the club on Friday, 9th.

WE WILL BE THERE!

However, Louise forecasts a little rain ...


Thanks to BBC Weather.