The weather outside may have been iffy.
In the Guide Hall, however ...
A good company assembled ...
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| ... 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 ...
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| ... grows around the blooming heather. |
Marion was uncertain about her chosen profession ...
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| ... if I can't do that, I'll be a deep-sea diver! |
While Sue knitted, Patrick indulged ...
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| 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.
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