Advice to ladies is as follows:
Go in threes: one to perform, a second to hold the torch, the third to guard the door!
Paul and Angela opened proceedings with a requested song about a passing storm ...
|If all the young men were fish in the water,|
How many young girls would undress and jump after?
Dogsbody did 'spooky' ...
|Your beauty so enticed me ...|
Normally-sized Jo and somewhat larger Graham were with us.
Here are their very handsome instruments ...
"Bring me a boat," sang Jo ...
|The Tyne it flows on and out to the sea.|
Jo then sang about this road-side misfortune ...
|Let me down slow!|
Tony sang about a micro-organism that causes digestive upset ...
Les mistook his lover for a swan ...
|I wish she hadn't worn that bl**dy apron!|
Dogsbody conveyed a message of good wishes from Nigel who will be taking a sabbatical.
Berry commanded that Dogsbody should reciprocate on behalf of us all.
"Say nice things," said Berry.
"Do I ever do otherwise?" was the rhetorical response.
Molly said nice things.
That instruction has been undertaken.
We'll all miss you, Nigel.
|Now, is the Maid of Culmore: a woman or a boat?|
Well, well, well, sang Les ...
Paul rocked our souls thus ...
|Did you know that the prophet, Abraham,|
once visited Birmingham?
We acknowledged that it had been a bad day for this man ...
|English gold has been our bane ...|
We all went home cheerfully after considering the anatomical dimensions of this beast ...
Next week ...
Yes, the City Folk Club will meet as usual on Friday 26th September.
Some of us will be attending the Southdowns Folk Festival in sunny(?) Bognor.
(What is it about the word 'Bognor' that spell-check doesn't like?)
We have to thank Lynda for being key-holder, to Berry for undertaking to be 'in charge', and Molly, who says she'll pop over the road to help.
Other volunteers will be welcome.