Being Friday the 24th of April, 2015 ...

Dogsbody arrived to set up with new chairs.

Here's one example ...

The cold steel is just a little chilly on the buttocks to begin with.
Worry not ... if you shuffle vigorously, your nether regions will soon warm.

Berry, as MC, arrived early.
In spite of earlier, very explicit correspondence, he seemed to be in some confusion ...

"What time are we starting?"

Let me remind you all ...

• Doors open: 22.00 hours.
• Music begins: 22.30 hours, precisely, (if not before.)

Of 34 available seats many were vacant, so we carried on regardless.

Phil gave account of this celebrity couple ...

There was bondage in transportation ...

My back with flogging was lacerated ...

Angela sang an obscure song ...

... and the crows fly away.

Roger delighted us with his fond memory ...

... a flashing blade or turquoise ...

Phil gave a commentary about a flying object over China ...

We are delighted to report that Roger remained securely seated throughout the evening, no chairs collapsed, no limbs were lost and nobody really died!

So, next week, (actually, tomorrow, as I write,) will be ...

Those of any political persuasion will be welcome to join us.

Perhaps we can anticipate summer with this song ...

The chorus goes thus:

Hail! hail! the first of May-oh

For it is the first summer's day-oh

Cast your cares and fears away

Drink to the old 'oss on the first of May.

(Ack; Dave Webber, with permission.)