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| Moseley, the rock-hopper was feeling lonely. |
This was in anticipation of a grand re-opening celebration to be held by the Guides on the morrow.
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| Here is one of the curtains in the new Centenary Room that was partly funded by our club. |
If you carefully study the following image, you will notice that we are mentioned in dispatches ...
Now, that's enough of this self-congratulatory nonsense.
What did we do?
We were pleased to welcome Berry back in our gathering directing operations with his usual sensitivity and charm.
Here he is ...
Paul sang about an amorously-induced cardiac dysrhythmia ...
Les pondered: "... it's the way she used her thighs." ...
Dogsbody sang about two fatal snow-storms ...
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| Sheep in Snow; William Worthington Jolley, 1906. |
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| Hear Kate Rusby by clicking here. |
Mike recommended that one should not be encouraged to enter the water accompanied by anthropomorphic temptresses ...
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| The top half may be OK, but ... |
Something that Phil performed led to unsavoury conversation about dogs' bottoms ...
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| Dogsbody can't remember why. |
The day dimmed.
Roger sang 'Good Night' to Irene, (but Irene wasn't there,) so we all joined in!
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