Quod factum XXVII Julii, MMXVIII ...

Well, this was an encouraging turn-out ...

"Good evening and welcome," said Berry.

Had people made a special effort in anticipation of Berry' turn as MC?
(That came as a surprise to Berry; he had forgotten!)

We wondered if the fresher weather had an energising effect.
Paul and Angela thought otherwise ...

... let me rest!

Roger campaigned ...

... and who robbed the miner?

Laurie played a very s l o w, gentle air ...

"This is about a maritime disaster."

Elizabeth played a cotillion.
No, a cotillion is not a musical instrument; it's a dance ...

Isn't that delightful?
Should we introduce dancing lessons?

Les lamented a North American endangered species ...

Buffalo Hunt, William Robinson Leigh, 2012.

Bryan speculated about the tedium of being a monarch ...

" ... and you expect me to wear this monstrosity?!"

Jane and Phil had a warning ...

... keep away from the light!

Dogsbody was not hopeful about his efforts at flirtation, but ...

and we'll give them old gossips
some tonguing to do!

Lynda went stealing sheep ...

Honestly, officer ...
All I have is my own!

Graham and Jo didn't dance, but ...

We liked that!

Mave went cotton-picking ...

My back is killing me!

Of course, we couldn't leave before Jo & Graham

rocked us like ...

a southbound train.

Sincere thanks to all those who came along to enjoy some smashing songs and music.
(This time we even managed to pay the rent!)