Even Berry was not sufficiently aged to remember the event, and nobody had any songs in celebration thereof.
Berry, however, (as MC,) approved of the herring-bone arrangement of our usual tables ...
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| That's only five tables to clear at the end of the evening! |
Berry asked, "What do you make of this guy? ...
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| "Fishy," responded Angela. |
Then we got on with music.
Berry went a shade of celestial blue ...
Laurie demonstrated a seamless key-change on his accordion in a delightful tune.
Dogsbody considered the origin of a stranded marine being ...
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| ... a herring-hag is named. |
Marion and Mick couldn't go out because Marion couldn't find something ...
Bob was very reluctant to put articulate some sadness ...
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| ... how you broke my heart. |
Angela pondered uncertainties ...
There was a temporary seating rearrangement as Berry joined Angela and Paul in a collaboration lamenting something about Pierrot and Columbine ...
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| It's over! |
This rearrangement enabled Laurie to listen intently ...
Roger illicitly boarded a train ...
Then we all sang 'Good Night' to Irene, but Irene wasn't there!
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