It is fortunate that we have the doors open by 8.00pm.
Look who came along in good time ...
Dogsbody occupied the chair of authority, authority that was completely ignored by a certain participant who insisted on giving a dissertation about his latest electronic device.
He opened with a seasonal offering ...
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| ... to glad the heart of man. |
Paul didn't like the look of the weather ...
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| The weather-man says, "Clear today," but ... |
Anne and Alan sang about a dating web-site ...
Roger went to sea again in a beautiful pea-green boat ...
John worried, (twice,) that others might consider him crazy ...
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| Yes, but, unlike Paul, I'm in denial! |
We had to commiserate, (at considerable length,) with Tony who gave account of broken spectacles, a mislaid mobile phone ... and he forgot his guitar!
Bob brought along this repertoire of huge dimensions ...
Regrettably he left after the interval having performed nothing.
Now, Bob, below I paraphrase a serious message from Berry ...
Be not intimidated by the fret-board dexterity of those around you. They are just posers.
Any song/tune that demonstrates genuine endeavour will generate appreciative applause.
Another John turned up late, having looked for us in the Scout Hut in Whyke Road ...
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| Sorry, I'm late. I got bl**dy lost! |
I knew I recognised his face. Some of us invaded the Amberley Accoustic Music Club a few years ago. John was running it then.
Alan and Anne took us to a charming harbour in the North-East of England ...
Then we went home in anticipation of greater understanding ...
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