Summer is obviously over.
We’ve all returned from our
travels, and it was encouraging to have an attendance of 25 living bodies ...
and a stuffed penguin.
and a stuffed penguin.
We reverted, much to the relief of several participants, to
the hallowed squarish-table arrangement.
The central heating behaved without its usually discordant intrusion,
even though one radiator seemed to rattle in 5/4 time.
Berry, (thankfully recovered from his disappointment at not
being MC last week!) directed proceedings with equanimity.
We briefly only talked about the 50th anniversary of the first commercial recording of a well-known Liverpudlian band.
Paul, sadly, has a poorly arm, so, unable to play guitar, he struggled with the club's magnificent music stand ...
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| How do you tune this bl**dy thing? |
Here are this week’s pictorial clues …
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| luscinia megarhyncos |
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| Who turned those lights on?! |
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| Bear me away ... |
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| We lay down and wept ... |
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| Somewhere off the A303 |
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| Mave's garden invaders |
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| On the road again |
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| ...with a basket on her head ... |
The infectious fervour of the evening even led to some energetic dancing …
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| Do NOT tell the licensing authorities! |
2 comments:
It's absolutely heartwarming when people get up and dance to something LA & SB are involved in. It's one of the most important aspects of music which for the most part we just have to neglect. Thanks for doing that!
I can't help feeling that alcohol was involved.
I am amazed that they managed to stay upright!
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