Being Friday the 27th of December, 2013 ...

• Is the festive season over?
• Is goodwill exhausted?

Not at all!

We generated adequate bodies to pay the rent.
There was significant bonhomie, except that a certain participant seemed to be overcome by pantomime-fever.

Ken, (suffering panto-overdose,) and Berry, (bravely recovering from a life-threatening infection of that useless lymphoid tissue in the oro-pharynx,) repeatedly exchanged a rude word attributed to this celebrity ...

Berry kicked off with a song about this ancient contraption ...

Caption invited.

Here's Ken-the-Mando ...

"Cut mince-pies from children's thighs!"
Surely, that has to be panto?

Paul and Roger don't get out much
these days.

Connor fiddled
particularly well.

There were some musical left-overs from Christmas; two infants got weighed in a manger while some shepherds got very frightened again ...

"Have you been feeding me
those funny mushrooms?"

There were two allusions to dancing, and Paul whistled.

Ken insisted on percussing ...

Fortunately, Berry survived!

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Be assured that the City Folk Club will continue to meet every Friday throughout January, 2014 ... and thereafter, but watch the space.

Being Friday the 20th of December, 2013 ...

CHRISTMAS PARTY!

Twenty-six bodies turned up, some of them early, as requested, so for once we were able to commence music by 20.14 hours and 27 seconds precisely!

The festive company.
Notice the jolly arrangement of tables.

Bearing a cauldron, Molly's arrival was reminiscent of an opening scene from that Scottish play ...

"Eye of newt and toe of frog ..."
No, it's mulled wine.

... and look what Angela provided!

Very many thanks to everyone who turned up, shared food, music and mulled wine, and helped to make a specially enjoyable evening.

Being Friday the 13th of December, 2013 ...

Paul was in charge, but couldn't quite remember what he was doing here ...
Then he grieved for his lost adolescence.

Margaret cheered us with this little number ...

This is copyright, just a sample.
If you want the rest, you'll have to buy it from sheetmusicdirect.com

We heard of an indeterminate number of deaths, but these were ameliorated when Les sang about procreation.
Dogsbody raised eyebrows when he uttered the word 'fecundity'!

Mike advised against entering the water when mermaids are in the vicinity ...

It is said that sailors used to mistake
the fjordland penguin for a mermaid.
(Should have gone to Spec Savers!)

Angela couldn't contact Heaven ...

Vic's father was a Union Man ...

We visited two state penitentiaries.

Mike wandered over hills in Lancashire ...

Beware: here abide witches!

Reminder:

Friday 20th December is our party night.
Please come early.
... and, YES, we will be in occupation of the Guide Hall on the 27th.

Being Friday the 6th of December, 2013 ...

We remembered ...

[Always] remembered
for what [he has] done.

Ho-ho-ho ... Mandela's FREE!

We went on to celebrate in the company of Graham and Jo ... 

Rock me, Mama, like a southbound train!

Les sang about a benign mythical beast ...

My name is Puff!

Stuart reminded us of the forthcoming season ...

"Do you think he'll like myrrh?" asked Balthazar.

Jo was unsure about how to spell err ... frunkinstine!

There was much allusion to dancing, particularly in 3/4 time, but unfortunately our venue has no appropriate licence.
We remained seated.

Paul whistled a bit about this celestial phenomenon ...

Elayne sang about a juvenile musician who went to war ...

One faithful harp shall praise thee.

Of course, there was much more ... a great deal more ... far too much to document here.

Just come along next Friday, and the week after (party-time) and we'll enjoy more of the same ... only different!

Being Friday the 29th of November, 2013 ...

We had the cosy arrangement of tables ...

"Where is everybody?" asked Moseley.

It must have been the weather, although Paul and Angela, (in charge,) reassured us ... 

"The tempest is o'er."

Patrick has a red velvet one.

Dogsbody was gloomy ...

... for when the sands are still,
it is then you'll find me ... dead!

Nigel is, indeed, a hearty good fellow!

Finally we all joined in singing a song in praise of singing before going home in elevated spirits.

Addendum ...
Something you all need to know:
The hall-hire fee will be increased in the New Year, understandably, owing to increasing energy prices.
We'll need 12 body's, (not including stuffed penguins,) to pay the rent.

Being the Season of Goodwill ...

The City Folk Club
will be holding a
Grand Seasonal Celebration

on Friday, 20th December
at the Guide Hall.

Look, Joseph ... I have a present for you!

Doors will open at 7.30pm in anticipation of a prompt start at 8.00pm.

Friends and family are welcome.

Please bring a plate of buffet-style food to share during the interval, and your personal choice of beverage.
We have a supply of disposable plates, cutlery etc.

Music?
Of course!
Please come prepared with your seasonal songs and tunes.

Entry will be free, however …
In addition to our intended corporate donation to the Guides’ brick fund, there will be an opportunity for individuals to contribute to the Guides’ efforts. i.e. £5.00 per brick.
(Gift-aid forms will be available. Cheques payable to Friends of Guiding in Regnum District.)
A representative of the Guides' Friends has been invited to receive such donations.

We hope we’ll see/hear you there.

Was Hael!

"Are you sure we're going the right way?" asked Melchior.
"No," said Caspar, "We're going to The City Folk Club!"

Our resident parking-spaceman advises that your camels will not fit through the door of the Guide Hall!