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| "Hello, what's your name?" |
Berry began with an account of toxic precipitation ...
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| ... like helpless tears. |
Angela and Paul engaged in entomology ...
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| Caught a dragonfly inside a jar. |
Jane and Phil traversed this famous bridge ...
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| ... one misty morning, early. It didn't end well! |
Mike seems to have been indulging in psycho-active substances ...
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| Take me for a trip on your magic swirling ship. |
Then it was Berry's turn again ...
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| Tell her I'm sorry! |
Paul with Angela never heard the bells ring ...
An unexplained chill filled the room as Bryan went supernatural ...
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| ... a ghost on the moor. |
It was opined* that Bryan wrote his poem after consuming too much of this preserve ...
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| *Thanks to Ken for use of the rarely used verb 'to opine'. |
We were delighted to welcome Bill once more to our company.
In collaboration with Roger he performed something about interior decorating with sub-standard paint ...
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| Quote of the week from Roger: "A tribute to American primitivism!" |
Marion and Mick joined an evangelical choir ...
Before going home we all joined in with Berry ...
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| ... will make you weep! |
A lavatorial apology ...
We have been aware that the motion-sensitive lighting in the first toilet cubicle has been inoperative for the past three weeks.
That cubicle has usually be assigned to 'LADIES', only because we deem it necessary for standing males to aim accurately.
This fault has been reported to the Guide Hall management.
The response is, "The District Commissioner has it in hand, as is the intermittent operation of the hand-dryer in one of the other cubicles."
Meanwhile a torch will be available for ladies.
